Try

Tried Zumba again, for the second time this year. Still not a fan. But it wasn't as terrible as the first time, and my best friend wanted to sign up,  so we are hanging out and being healthy, for the next 6 weeks.
My run with my sister is in 4 weeks. Panic!
So not prepared. All my fault. Well, mine and cookies. They hold some accountability here.
Tried to eat well today, but garlic sausage as a protein source just means heartburn and gas.
Dairy Queen is an excellent birthday treat for a boy just turned a teen, but it means a stomach ache and hives for me.
The last song at Zumba tonight was ine of my all time faves, Try by Pink. I find it so inspiring. The beauty of the song, and just the idea, even just the word.
Try.

Back to scratch

Last Wednesday I went to the gym and made the mistake that is weighing myself. I was disappointed and disheartened to discover I am still at 220, despite my hard work.
I recently considered challenging myself with a half marathon, I'm taking this as an indication that I do need to up the ante on my fitness, and diet.
Had a really good run on Sunday, hoping to keep that momentum as I head towards the RocknRoll 10k in 5 weeks.
Really jealous of an acquaintances success in achieving weight loss.
I feel dizzy and lethargic again, and I hate not recognizing myself in the mirror.
Time to focus.

Thoughts from the changeroom

I went bra shopping today. Aside from having to see myself in a full length mirror, it was pretty good. Fun, even.
So, there is a trend of naming bra styles with a woman's name. Who came up with this? Why would I want to wear Danielle's bra, or Sofia? I used to wear Olga's, and was properly supported, as you may imagine. Instead, I would love something like, jobs you might do in that bra. The Astronaut. The Lawyer series. The Veterinarian. Well, you get the idea.