Pause

I am in the middle of yet another boot camp which has been fabulous.  Its worked me, made me sore, and I have fun with the challenges of the class.  But the last two days something sighed.

I guess I started reading a lot about exercise and motivation and goals and started overthinking it all.

And then I would see Micah outside getting his hour of more of after school scootering in.  Is he exercising.  Yes.  Does he care about output/input maximizing time and moves and etc?  No.  He is moving because it is what his body and mind needs.  And doing it at his own pace and rhythm.

That is the kind of exerciser I want to be.  Moving for my own joy.  At my pace. 

I also found that good old before and after from Tess's bootcamps.  Wow.  And I had to re-enter my weight for health insurance.  In one year I have lost 10 pounds.

10. 

My body fat has gone from 30 to 26. 

I feel a need to just pause and celebrate.  I finally did it.  That extra weight that I had carried finally left.  And I am not sure why.

Two thoughts on why.  I have been exercising hard for a couple years.  I got stronger but didn't loose the weight.  Two things changed.

1: I read intuitive eating and really started to notice how much I ate without tasting, being distracted, and how much those food choices made me feel like crap.  I changed my eating habits.

2: I started attending Group Workout Classes.  Working out with other people is FUN for me.  And extra challenging.  Attending Boot Camps do make a huge difference.