Got something “weigh in” heavy on my mind tonight.  That would be my weigh in tomorrow morning.  I hate the way this makes me feel I don’t know why I’m doing this haha…weighing that is.  It just stresses me out.  I think one of the reasons why I feel more stressed is because I’ve been losing every weigh in and I know I am due for staying the same or even gaining; even though I have been so good with my food.  Anyway…we shall see what happens tomorrow.

The day went well and was pretty productive.  Food was good, workout was okay.  I should say the workout was great; it was my performance that was just okay.  It HURT and I got warn out pretty quickly. I’ve been working out with heavier dumbbells, which I’m excited about, but they slow me down and I get fatigued sooner…but that’s okay, I just need to learn how to push through it.  Since I’m doing more one on one workouts, my trainer is able to critique and correct my form more.  Today he pointed how I position my hands and arms when I do my burpees.  He told me how to correct it and it made a huge difference.  It was pretty exciting for me, especially considering the first time  I ever had to do burpees I just stood there lost thinking, “there is just no way” haha. 

I feel great about how well things are going with my eating and my workouts. Many have been commenting on my weight loss which is exciting and always so motivating.  What’s even greater than that is how consistent I’ve been for almost 8 weeks straight.  This is such an accomplishment for me.  I haven’t been able to make it through 4 straight weeks in the past.

Today I was talking to a lady I work with today, who also does our boot camp at work.  This lady has made some amazing progress.  We were discussing weight loss and I told her how close I was to one of my goals, with that, I broke out into a sweat and went into an anxiety attack.  So then our conversation shifted to fears and how that’s how the devil wants us to live.  Well, whenever I hear this kind of stuff I panic even more simply because when you learn about this and read about it in the Bible it all seems to fall into place and make sense.  We were about to walk out of the office and I said to her look at me, I am sweating so much, she touch my arm then pulled me closer to her and said get over here and began to pray over me.  Although it didn’t instantly stop my anxiety attack and sweating, it did bring on a strong sense of peace and so much reassurance.  Praise God…it truly works!