So, I noticed something the other day. I have a waist again. Week 3 and that was my first indication of change during this challenge, other than having to tighten my belt again....I guess those two go together. It's a nice change, it is. But sometimes I wish I could accept one change without all of the self-criticism that comes along with it.
In noticing I have a smaller waist, I also notice that it makes me look like I have bigger hips. And bigger boobs...which I don't need. Don't get me wrong, I have great boobs. I just have never been comfortable with the whole hour-glass thing. I hate the term "hour-glass", actually. Please don't use it.
I have this habit of trying to stretch out shirts right after I put them on, just so they don't cling to anything. My husband tells me that I don't need to do this. But I do. It's the self-conscious part of me that compels. And I am nothing if not self-conscious. I wish I could take a cue from my sweet 5 year old and state that "I like the way God maked me." I'll have to work on that....
And speaking of working....I worry that I feel like I'm not really "working" this challenge. I started to feel pretty low about it, and I would still feel low about it, except that I realized this morning that maybe it's not that difficult because I already live Paleo. Sure, I had my pre-challenge freakout wherein I consumed close to my weight in ice cream. I admit that was entirely silly, but at least it wasn't the norm.
While it seems that everyone else struggles with the diet, I struggle with the workouts. I've made a conscious effort this week to gauge my input (lifting heavier, sprinting longer, fewer breaks during pull-ups) in an effort to maximize the outcome. Overall, I'm feeling better, albeit very sore. And those smaller jeans I bought last month? Pulled them off and back on last night without unbuttoning them. I guess I can live with the smaller waist....until the Lulu shorts fall off....which they might....soon. :)
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