First Day of the Rest Of My Life #1
I appear to have the first day a lot. Hey, what can I say? I start, get bored, and before I know it, it's been a month and I've gained back several of the pounds I've lost. So what makes this different? I don't know. Probably a whole lot of nothing, but I do know a few things.
1. I am suddenly completely uncomfortable in my own skin. And I'm not talking about a self-esteem thing. I mean, literally, my skin feels icky from the excess weight.
2. I can no longer fit into most of my pants. And the ones that were loose? Um yeah, let's just not go there. I even had a shirt that last year was blousy, not a lot, but a bit. Well, you guessed it...it's not now. Let's not go picturing a skin tight, shirt rolling up my flubber image, it's just a tad snug.
3. I am not living my dreams. Let's be honest, I have a wonderful education and I am using it. At times I even feel like I'm doing a good job. But, a dream is a dream. And I have one. I'm pretty sure I deserve to chase it, too...right? I need to give it a full-force effort so I don't go meet my maker one day with a whole bunch of "what if's" in my head. Yet, I do have dance and a cell phone bill to pay each month. Let's not forget the astronomical gas prices either. So, I totally need to be able to find at least semi-steady writing work before I can leave the wonders of mental health.
So today, I reintroduced myself to the elliptical machine after a few days (weeks or months) off. Believe it or not, I did five full minutes at a decent clip on it. Don't judge me, five minutes is like three days on the treadmill...right? Then I did one minutes worth of crunches. For some reason my back really argued with me on that. Finally, I did a full circuit of upper body exercises. Let's see, rotor cuff clicking all the while. I thought I left my major league pitching career before destroying my shoulders...but apparently not.
I thought I'd post my weight so I could show each week my losses or gains. I figure with that, I'd at least be shamed into working out. But I found out, that I am just entirely too disgusted by myself to let you be too. Let's just say, I weigh a whole lot more than I did in high school. I think I graduated at about 100 pounds. Yeah, not seeing that again. Wouldn't even want to for that matter.
My goal is to lose twenty pounds, although I don't mind this weight if I just firm it up. You know how sometimes you can suck it in and look thin? Well, I can't do that any longer. So, firm it up, strap it up...and let the new me begin! I can't guarantee I will blog every day. I can't guarantee I'll work out every day or eat right all the time. But, I have to do something so I will feel better, look better, and in essence, be better.
I guess this is to say, I hope you join me on my journey. If you don't, oh well. If you do, I appreciate it. Don't forget to leave comments on here...it makes my blogs look better and certainly motivates me! You don't have to leave your real name. And remember, if you can't say anything nice...well then, you can't say anything nice! I'm just saying...
Toby: Hang in there, Kristin. Spring is coming. I've gained 25 pounds since the end of last summer. Spring time makes it so much easier. You'll get there (and so will I hopefully). (02/27/11)
Sarah: Hang in there sister!! It is a hard road but you feel SO MUCH better when you get to the end. Or in my case, half way to the end...... (02/28/11)
Anne Wayman: ok, ok, I'll go to the gym... was trying to talk myself out of it, but... ;) (02/28/11)
Sharon Brown: I may join you on this journey. Too bad social life revolves around dinner with friends. (03/04/11)