Who needs milk when you have sweat? Okay, I obviously am not drinking my sweat. At least not intentionally...and I'm still drinking my milk...where am I going with this?
Oh yeah! Sweating. While some people find it appalling to see someone sweat or sweat themselves, I feel it as an energy rush. Your heart's a pumping, your blood's a rushing, and your endorphins are going nuts. I think of sweat as calories melting off my body. That's a good thing when you slipped up and ate McDonald's for lunch. Bad thing is that it didn't even taste that great. The sandwich was okay but the fries were greasy and let's just say my body said farewell to those suckers. You'd think I'd learn my lesson but I didn't. Subway just didn't sound good and I know I didn't have to order the fries, but it was part of the meal combo. Duh, you idiot. Ever heard of just ordering the sandwich?
Next time, that's what I'll do. It'll be cheaper and better for me.
I worked my ass off tonight in class. It's bands/weights night, so I pushed it and went up in bands and weight. Using 20 pounders on my squats just burned....but it felt good! Also, we had a push up challenge and I finished second in my class with 47 push ups in one minute. That's 22 more than when I started almost seven weeks ago.
I feel strong. Now if I can just get my mind/stomach in check with great choices, I could blow those numbers off the scale.
Live and learn. Then, sweat it off.