So, I just got back from another Zumba class. It was both better and worse than the last two times. Better in that I am catching on...worse in that I let the doubts creep in for a while tonight.
You see, I'm kind of a tall girl...well, not kind of, I am. And being exactly 250 lbs, I am not easy to miss! No matter where I looked in the room full of mirrors tonight, I could see myself...even when another was directly in front of me...and it was difficult in that it was a constant reminder in how far I have to go. I was wearing a gray shirt tonight, so at one point, with my long ponytail flapping around, I truly thought I looked like a funky elephant...
But I keep reminding myself that I didn't quite get here all at once, and I won't leave here all at once. I think that's also why I've decided to set my sights on 5 lb intervals.
Which leads me to my week one achievement. Although I haven't passed my first goal, tonight the scale said I was directly at it, which means I'm close, and down 5 lbs this week!
So, I guess, enough of the pity party...I am now staring down 245...bring it!