It's For the Best

So it looks like my days of working out with M are coming to a close. Thanks to severe budget cuts, the daycare facility at the gym will be closing down. That leaves M no choice but to take the children to an on post daycare, which isn't close to the gym. So, she would need to book at least 2 hours so she would have time to get at least 1 hour of a good workout. Then she would have to rush back because if she goes over that 2 hours by as little as 1 minute, she gets charged another 30 minutes. I know that doesn't seem like much, but when you've been given 16 hours (free) childcare a month, you want to ration it out as carefully as possible.

I guess this is for the best, though. I won't be here much longer anyway, and we'd both eventually have to learn to keep each other motivated from afar. Also, our usual workout time has become more of an inconvenience, since everything else in my life wants to be scheduled in that time slot too. Things that, unfortunately, rank a little higher on the priority scale. As much as I hate to say it, this will work out better in the end.

But it's certainly not the end of M and I. We have decided that we will turn this separation of teamwork into friendly competition. Adopting a conversion chart our husbands' Brigade is using for a walking competition (Walk to Afghanistan and Back), we will turn the tables on each other, seeing who can log the most miles per week. This is a win, win, WIN. Win#1, we can log the most miles in our Company. Win #2, we keep each other motivated by trying to beat the other, and Win #3, it's a friendly, HEALTHY competition. The conversion chart charts everything, every kind of workout you can do into "miles." So while M usually logs more actual walking miles since she has a toddler and a pedometer, I will have the chance to log more calisthenic miles with my gym time. WINNING.

I have also decided to end my personal training sessions. My stress level has become a liability to her, and with everything in my personal life picking up pace, my stress level will not be going back down any time soon. I don't want to waste her time, time she could be using to help out someone possibly in more need of it. I don't want to hinder anyone else from having the results I've already achieved. Again, (this is the phrase of the day, I guess) it's for the best.

I'm still not using most of the Advocare products. It's definitely noticeable to me. My energy level has dipped. I think I will start using the Spark in the afternoons again. If that doesn't help, I will work in the MNS packs again. I'm definitely going to get the Thermogenics back in. The only thing I haven't stopped is taking the carb-ease when I'm going to have a "carb-ful" meal. And it certainly does help. I'm still eating better, and even without working out, I'm happy to report....

I lost another pound this morning. *applause here*

I'm down below my "Mexia" weight by 2 lbs now, on my way to my "Groesbeck" weight. I said in another post that my goals are set to places, and times in my life. My "Austin" weight was when I lived in Austin and worked for Progressive. My "Mexia" weight was when I was a police officer. My "Groesbeck" weight was when I was a prison guard. I haven't thought of another weight between "Groesbeck" and my goal. I'm sure I'll think of a funny name for it, since there is 30 lbs difference between the two. Seeing that number on the scale this morning completely threw me for a loop. I literally cannot remember seeing that number. Even when it went on the rise to "Mexia." At any rate, I'm stoked. My drive has been re-ignited.

It's getting very close to the DH's return. All these emotions are running wild when I think of it. Even though I'm no where near my goal, I'm definitely at peace with my progress, and am sure DH will be too. As long as I keep up with my current momentum. He's not seen my full body since April. I'm excited about that.

Well, I must start my day. Lots to do, lots to see. Until next time.