That Winning Feeling
Comments(2) I didn’t take a walk this afternoon and went straight from one job to another at 5:00. I have worked my butt off this evening though. My pedometer says I have walked 4,217 steps. I still have 2 more hours on my shift. So far I have made beds, washed dishes, ran back and forth getting one thing and another for the clients. I still need to mop floors, wash windows, water plants, and take vitals, then clean anything else I can find to clean. I will hit 6,000 steps before I leave. Doing all this will make up for the walk I missed today. I will be able to go for a walk on Saturday and Sunday. I will do it. I am not letting myself off the hook. I enjoy the feeling I get when I have worked out, when I step on the scales and lose, and when I know that I accomplished what I set out to do. I like feeling like a winner. I like knowing that I am winning this battle against the extra poundage. More than anything I like feeling comfortable in my own skin. I told Katherine today that I love being able to sit in a booth at a resturant again. A few months ago I was too fat and had to ask for a table, it was embarrassing. I felt like a failure and less than a person. But no more. It is not something I ever thought I would be proud of, life is strange that way. I take accomplishment wherever I can find them. I am learning to celebrate them and not let anyone diminsh what I have done. I am a winner because I choose to be.
