So I’ve been feeling pretty terrible this week and I woke up yesterday morning with a full blown cold. I didn’t make it to work last night and have been fighting the worst perma-headache for the past 24 hours but it didn’t stop me from going to the gym this morning.

For those of you who don’t know I started working out with a trainer twice a week at the beginning of January and it’s been pretty awesome so far. We pretty much just do strength training and its up to me to do cardio during the week on my own, which I’ve been slacking on but despite that I’ve still noticed a difference. I feel SO much better! I’ve been sleeping normal hours, have way more energy and even though I felt like garbage when I walked into the gym this morning, when I left I felt amazing. Less stuffed up, not as cloudy and generally happy.

When I got home I weighed myself which was silly, I need to get out of the habit of doing that more than once a week. Especially because the muscle I’ve been building weighs more than the fat I’ve been losing and I’ve stayed the same for about 2 weeks now. I actually got really discouraged this week and was focusing on weight loss, giving myself a hard time for not doing as much cardio as I should have etc. It’s hard to get out of that mindset that pounds mean everything, when the focus should be GETTING HEALTHY! Even though I did finally break through my plateau, it’s not the loss that counts but the little steps I take on my journey towards health, strength and life.

On that cheesy/positive note, here’s my first GPOYW:

It’s not what I had originally intended on posting, but it’s my brother’s birthday tomorrow and this picture is cute. Happy birthday Reggie!