I gained weight this week.
Starting weight: 129.6
Challenge goal weight: 125.0
Today's weight: 130.0
That's right folks, an extra 0.4 pounds I didn't have last week. Trust me, I earned a bigger gain than that. THIS HAS TO STOP!
This week Jay told me that I shouldn't do my triathlon. He's afraid it will be too much too soon and I'll have a repeat performance of this. (Looking back, that wasn't asthma folks - that was my oxygen depleted body from anemia. Scary how bad I let it get. )
I desperately want to do the triathlon though. And honestly, as long as I accept God's terms, I think I can. What - you didn't read that whole link? Okay I'll give you the cliff notes version - I have to be okay with finishing last. And I have to do it cheerfully - encouraging everyone who passes me along the way.
I want this girl back. The one who encouraged her parents and husband to push themselves to meet their goal.
I miss Super Boo. I want her back. She was confident. She did what it took to get the job done. She's been in hiding because her arch Nemesis Anemia scares her.
I wanna remember that I totally rock.
I can get there. I know it can. It'll just take a little hard work mixed with motivation.
Could you pass me the stirring spoon?