Does that mean I'll be Fat Girl no more? I don't think so. It's been almost a month, going for an hour a day, most days of the week (Pretty much every day except Thursdays) and I don't think I've even lost a pound.
So what's the point? I don't know, but I enjoy it.
The logical question is this: don't you want to stop being fat, Fat Girl?
Answer: Of course I do. However, it seems that in order for that to be the case, I must stop eating. And we all know that isn't going to happen.
So I guess for now, I'll enjoy the classes, (yoga twice a week and spinning twice a week) and the elliptical machines and treadmill, and know that maybe I can eat without gaining weight.
Of course, with my luck, I'll spend 6 hours at gym every week, sweating my ass off, only to gain weight.
But we'll see.
I guess it is doing something for me though, I ran three quarters of a mile yesterday, and didn't keel over dead. I'm on my way to at least one more item on my list.
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