meltingaway

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.