Victory!

Ok, maybe it's a bit early for that, but I did it! I got up at 5 a.m. this morning, got on the Fit, even though I really just wanted to sleep more. And I did the entire strength training circuit in 30 minutes - worked out to about 20 minutes of actual exercise time. Perfect!

So what finally motivated me? I'm not entirely sure. I set my alarms, including the one downstairs. I left my sport bra on my dresser, so all I had to do was grab it as I was heading down stairs and throw it on while the Wii was loading. I realized the coffee maker is another alarm- a 5 minute warning to finish up and get in the shower.

But I think it was Hubby that really pushed me - both good and bad. Good: I had a great weekend with him, feeling confident and beautiful, and we started planning a trip to Las Vegas - about a month away, and I'd like to be even more fit by the time we get there. Bad: watching this crappy dating in the dark show and listening to the BS from the guys on the show. Hubby was joking about how a size 4 is "just fat enough," which I told him means that I'm twice "just fat enough." I'm not even really sure what that means, but it's a pretty sucky thing for him to say.

Granted he didn't direct this at me specifically, and I know he thinks I'm immune to all this body and fat talk, but I'm really not. I'm trying to focus on my own feelings about my body - getting to a point where I feel healthy and beautiful, rather than aiming for a number or size. And listening to him say shit like that really does not help me. In fact after that conversation I snuck a half a cookie, then had another half when Hubby got back downstairs. I really don't want to be sneaking food, thinking he wants me to be a waif who never eats. Not to mention the hypocracy there.

Anyway, let's just count this as a step in the right direction, albeit a month late. Here's hoping tomorrow goes as planned.