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Persistence and Determination

I have survived three and a half weeks of Bethany's Bikini Boot Camp!  Albeit I feel like I may die during every single class.  I have been attending 3 days a week - Monday, Wednesday and Friday, religiously- and only missed 2 classes, one because I had a sinus infection, pharyngitis, tracheitis, and bronchitis - all at the same time, and the other was rained out.  I have even attended a couple of the extra cardio classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  I have been so sore since I started this adventure, every minute of every day.  But I persist.  I am determined.  

Running, I have found, is the bane of my existence.  Well, cardio in general.  I am still the very last, slowest bootcamper, at every class I attend.  I still cannot run consistently for a full lap (1/3 mile).  The stairs still hate me.  "Jumping Jacks" still feel like daggers are being stabbed into my ankles.  And I cannot even bear to talk about "Mountain Climbers", much less "Man Makers".  But I persist.  I am determined.

I have changed my eating habits.  I've cut out bad fats, added-sugars and salt.  Switched to whole grains instead of processed starches.  Eating more fiber. Limiting candy/chocolate to once a week, or less.  I'm drinking more water than a camel.  And I persist.  I am determined.

This morning I hopped on the scale expecting a huge drop in numbers.  Not.  It is very discouraging.  I've been working my tail off (literally, I thought) and am not seeing the results I want.  And, apparently, I am completely stressed to the hilt because I have broken out in hives all over my chest, neck, face and scalp.  So obviously I'm putting some serious pressure on my system.  Why isn't the weight just melting off?  

But I will persist.  I am determined.  I will accept that it won't happen overnight, but it will happen.  I will continue to bust my butt and give 110% until I reach my goals.  I will go to class more than 3 days a week.  I will get even more meticulous with my eating habits.  

I will do whatever it takes to get healthy, lean and strong.  

I persist.  I am determined.
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