Can I get a woot-woot? Yes, I did it, I finally won a workweek hustle this week. My fitbit buddy ropes me into this thing each week, and then each week he outperforms me, by a lot. Still, it keeps me moving, even if I do feel like a failure week after week. No, that’s not really true. I don’t feel like a failure, but I don’t feel like a winner either, because, hello, I don’t win. Until now. I WON.
There were several other people in the challenge, but when it came down to the wire, it was my friend and me, with me in the lead. Normally the challenge goes to midnight, but this week it was started by someone in a different time zone, so 9 pm was the deadline. With about an hour to go I was up by a few thousand steps, but my friend can easily crank out that many in a short period of time, so I kept marching in place and generally making myself crazy adding steps. At one point I found myself walking in circles, then in the opposite direction so I wouldn’t fall down. And still, he wouldn’t synch his steps. I know he did it on purpose. He’s diabolical like that.
In the end it didn’t matter, because I won by a comfortable margin, and yes, I did a happy dance. Why? Because I know he’s way better at getting exercise during the week, but this week I really tried hard!
So I enjoyed my victory while it lasted, then accepted the weekend warrior challenge, which I am currently failing at miserably. Hey, I’m tire! I exercised a lot last week!
Oh, and by the way, I do feel a little like a loser, because I’ve lost about thirty pounds since June. Yeah, baby!