#100HappyDays

You've seen the hashtag. People post something happy every day for 100 days, making a conscious decision to be happy for 100 days. I'm taking that contract and twisting it a bit. One hundred sweating days. I will work out for 100 days in a row. And hopefully feel motivated to eat clean those days.

I'm a few days in now, but here's recap of days one through three.

Day one has been here too many times over the past year. I need to start and finally stick to it. I've done this before, I've been successful. I've been in size 10 jeans for Christ's sake. I'm on a postcard promoting a gym as a success story. Where is that girl? Searching for her has been scary and frustrating.

I challenged myself to think of this as a project. I love projects, I love lists and I love checking projects off my lists. And so....my list of projects

• A selfie after every workout...hoping to see a difference, not just in the thinness of my face but also in my attitude.
• A 10% in six months challenge. I'm also doing a four-week, 4% challenge with a friend from work. Whatever the number goal, the real goal is to get back to that girl last summer. And that girl last summer is 20 pounds away.
• Journaling. I need to be more conscience of what I'm feeling when the mouth hunger hits. Can I hit the pause button and stop myself?

And so day one, the last day one. I start this at 199. The ultimate goal is 175. But for now, it'll be 4% (or about 8 pounds before the first of October).

Day Two

I found myself making very conscious decisions today as I craved a diet Pepsi or a piece of chocolate, but I won out over temptation. I'm hoping to see a good number in the scale tomorrow, nothing unrealistic, just down from this morning.

I will get to the point where I won't have to weigh myself every day but for now I do.

I have a a quote written on my mirror....it takes a certain amount of obsession to get fit.

Good thing I definitely have a certain amount of obsession.

Day Three

Lunch meeting out. Dinner with a girlfriend out. Drank a ton of water, but also treated myself to diet Coke at each meal. 

Caesar salad, grilled chicken, no dressing. Both meals. I didn't feel cheated. Or denied. Good conversation is what made the meals, not the food.

That's my healthy attitude that I'll have to remember the next time I go out and really, really want sweet potato fries!

there wasn't enough time to work out before dinner, but as soon as I got home, I changed quickly, put the leash on the dog and away we went on a pretty brush walk. At minimum, on days like this when I can't get my normal work out in, I have to hit my 10,000 steps on my FitBit. We started our walk a little over 5,000 steps and ended at 10,104.