Well, today is June 1, which means day one of my new goals. I weighed myself last night, as well as this morning, and there was a two-pound difference (exactly), so I'm going to see what the scale says tonight after Zumba and take the average. THEN I am going to put my scale under my bed and say GOOD RIDDANCE until June 30.
I'm interested to see how this experiment might change my frame of mind about this whole process; maybe I will come out of this month with less of a micro-managing attitude, which is something I constantly battle with internally. I'm a control freak. There. I said it. Control is something I feel is always need to have, which, I think, leads to a lot of unnecessary stress in my mind. It also drives me crazy because I am hyperaware of how and why I'm thinking the way I am, but I cannot bring myself to do anything about it. See a counselor? Hasn't worked before, so why start now? Maybe I don't want to change?
But I digress. I'm going to use this next month to take a step back from myself, reevaluate "where I'm at" mentally and physically, and go from there! Sounds easy enough, eh? Eh?
In a river walk update, yesterday was TONS of fun.... I was feeling fairly fatigued yesterday from a lack of sleep from the night before (dang three-day weekend threw off my sleeping schedule), so I decided to go for a walk just to get out of the office on break. I was going at a leisurely pace, enjoying the bright blue radiating across most of the valley sky. Most, not all, of the Missoula valley was sunny and blue. Above Mt. Sentinel was a grey looking cloud, but nothing too threatening. I did not pay much attention, as I began my walk, as to the direction the grey clouds were moving.
Halfway between the Higgins St. Bridge and the Madison St. Bridge, it began to pour. Buckets. And then it began hailing.
