... I tried to go to that gym as much as possible, doing all sorts of classes like Zumba, Hot Iron and Step Aerobic.
... I have NOT lost a gramm of that weight I gained and still feel tortured by having to look into a huge mirror for an hour while doing a class.
... I have tried to focus on the parameter of FEELING good, what always has worked - at least for that glorious moment when you leave the gym, freshly showered, and BEFORE you meet your fridge again.
... I have ordered big amounts of protein powder, toying with the idea of going on a diet consisting of nothing else.
... I have had the first one of those protein shakes and kind of started to rethink that idea.
... I have definetely been obessed about losing weight so much I am wondering how I actually got round to finish my taxes, find a new appartment and get all contracts for that settled, take a trip to Hamburg and to my hometown.
... I have decided I will start a new fitness regime in January, when I come back from Morocco, according to my new fitness hero Tracy Anderson.

I guess I don´t need to explain why. I DO feel like 14 posting this. I AM aware that the title of this blog has somehow tangled up with an interim version like 'get going.lose weight. start over.'
But this is my truth just now, I am aware of the underlying mess, but I have the feeling I need to tidy up the surface just a little to see clearer what needs to be done underneath.
1 Kommentar:
she sure looks like she needs a piece of cake or something. I dig the slogan though :-P
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