exercise

Well, it has been three weeks. Three whole weeks of working out and I am starting to enjoy it. It may be more accurate to say that it doesn't take as much energy to convince myself to go anymore. You know? I have done hardly any cardio. Did my first cycle class this week and I wanted to rip my lungs out of my chest. I couldn't even do what the instructor asked us to do, I just made sure my feet kept moving. I didn't even increase the tension, I just kept on keeping on. It will get better. It has to!

So far I like sculpt the best. I like it because it's a variety of exercises and you can push yourself as much (or as little) as you want to. I find that I am more willing to push myself in core exercises than in legs. Squats and lunges are definitely not my favorite things. I'm more of a team sport kinda girl so this whole gym thing is a bit difficult for me.

I've been far too frightened to get on the scale. I'm sure it won't show much change, but Erik assures me that my breasts are getting smaller. At least there's a change somewhere! And let's be honest, I do have some to spare.