I've stopped looking at the scale. I honestly think the last time I looked at the scale was like my senior year of high school. I've been able to avoid looking even at the doctors. I step on and cover my eyes. I always tell the nurse, "I know it's gone up! I don't want to know how much I weigh!" They always giggle, but it's true! I HATE looking at the number!
Monday, I have a doctors appointment with my gyno. I've been with the same group for years and they've come to know me and my ways. I think I might surprise them and not shield myself from that unholy, ghastly, baby-vomit number that is my weight. At least it'll give me an idea and add more fuel to my fire. And I can't wait to tell my GYN about starting Zumba and this blog! She's always mentioned stuff about my weight and I know I should have started this a loooong time ago. But, it is what it is!
Speaking of Zumba, the humidity is up really hiiiiiiiiigh still from our rain storm last night. It zapped everyone's energy pretty quickly. I knew that the environment can kinda have an effect on your performance, but holy buckets of sweat am I beat! I'm definitely gonna be feeling it tonight!
Until next time!
Speaking of Zumba, the humidity is up really hiiiiiiiiigh still from our rain storm last night. It zapped everyone's energy pretty quickly. I knew that the environment can kinda have an effect on your performance, but holy buckets of sweat am I beat! I'm definitely gonna be feeling it tonight!
Until next time!
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