I went into this week with both excitement and dread. I could feel the changes happening in my body and knew that I had done a good job at sticking with my program. There is always that nagging voice in my head that worries if I've done enough, if it really is working the way I think it is, or worries that there is some disasterous surprise I didn't see coming.
Overall my measurements went well. Lost 5.5 lbs, lost an inch on my waist and some on my hips. Lost two inches on my chest (the one area I didn't want to lose!). The only thing that bothered me (like almost to the point of tears) was that my body fat percentage went UP three percent. Body fat percentage plays a huge role in the end game here, so I really freaked out when it went up instead of down.
I'm learning very quickly that this competition is a huge lesson in things that I cannot control. Although I can control what I put into my body and how much I move my body, I cannot fully control how my body reacts to those influences. I'm hoping through this process that I'll learn to let go a bit as well. Control what I can, let go of the rest. It's something I need to work on in all areas of my life. I like to be in charge so I can control the outcome. Apparently my body has a different idea. Nice theory, though, isn't it?!
What's type of life lessons are showing up for you these days? Any surprises? Feel free to share in the comments!