kickin my ass

So, I kicked my ass at the gym last night, and it feels great! I *almost* quit running at about 5 km as my legs were tired from the rowing machine, but I hammered it out despite the declining will to go on, and then hit up the bike!

And, in 20ish minutes I am heading to a spinning class this morning to go and kick my ass some more.

Am I going to do this every weekend? No! But it is helping me get out of a not-really-trying-very-hard-to-lose-weight funk. I have also been tracking and eating well. I didn’t even eat the plethora of cookies my roommate had baked yesterday — just had the one. One cookie folks. Not sure if any of you find that as challenging as I do, but being able to stop at just one was also a little victory of yesterday.