I don’t know what was wrong with me last night. I think that movie really depressed me. Of course, when I get depressed about anything, I tend to manifest it into being upset about body image issues.
I have declared my pity party over now. I went to boot camp this morning even though I didn’t want to. It was fine. I think I actually am getting better at the railing pull ups. I used to only be able to do 3-4 and now I can do 7-8. Mike also told me that I was one of the stronger runners in the past couple of months. I’m not looking for instantaneous results; I know that’s not going to happen, but I’d just like to see some sort of change with my body.
But you know what? Even if my body stays the same, going to boot camp 3 days a week, running 2 more days and eating healthy is good for me on the inside. I tend to look at what’s on the outside, but forget that I am doing myself some good even if I don’t have a rock hard body.