One Day Down

I'm getting the feeling that a lot think I'm being an "attention whore" for posting my last blog post but there's a lot that has happened to me over that past 48 hours that have made me really not care. There has been a number of people that have called or written to let me know that I said a lot of things they wish they could say so I guess I'm the leader of some sort of movement, haha. I feel that by writing my feelings here, I am holding myself accountable. I CAN'T fail after putting it here.

 

The first day of the "lifestyle" change went relatively smooth. The toughest thing was not having a bottle of Coke. Oh how I want one of those. I think if I am able to make it through the weekend, I'll treat myself with one of those mini-glass bottles. It gives me something to look forward to! I also noticed that after I ate breakfast (for the first time in a long time) I felt a lot better a lot sooner. I am not a morning person at all but the simple breakfast of a poached egg on a piece of toast sure got me going.

 

I WALKED to work with an iPod rather than getting a double double before driving to work. I don't know about the nutritional value of a double double but I imagine it's not all that good and it denies me the opportunity to walk to work. Who would want to go get a coffee, park at home, and then walk with it? Not me. I'm glad I walked too because I found a $20 bill on the sidewalk on the way!

 

I knew the hardest part would be heading to gym after my show and it was. I really didn't want to go. That's $50 a month that can go toward something else. I didn't even know what shoes I would wear but I found my pair of Saskatchewan Roughriders running shoes and thought that would inspire me. It did! I rode the stationary bike the best I could for half an hour, got a good sweat on and felt good for going.

 

I do think the culture in gyms needs to change though. I walked in there and totally felt like I didn't belong and that's exactly what I was afraid of. Maybe it's me being self-concious but it felt like the whole damn gym was looking at me as I was walking in. I just wanted to do my thing and get out...it really didn't look like there were other people like me at the gym. They were probably getting ready for Canada vs. Russia and I don't blame them. What a waste of time though, eh?

 

Day two starts now but I worry about the weekend and all the temptations that come with it.