So recently I was asked by someone "Don't be mad at me. Are you pregnant?" My response was "No." Her response was, "Oh sorry you know your mom will be thrilled when it happens." Yes, I know. But unfortunately apparently God doesn't think we are ready yet. So with the fire under my rear from this person's comment, my resolve to get healthier is back in place. I started my battery of routine doctor's appointments. It is time that I make sure that I am no longer my last priority. I'm still not the type to make myself my first priority. But it is time that I learn that I cannot come last either.
So Bill and I joined a local fitness center together. This Tuesday I had my first appointment with my personal trainer. I enjoyed working with her. She gets it. I am willing to try hard. I am willing to work it. I am not willing to kill myself on machinery or with too much weight. But she did put me through some great options to see how well or not well I did. Now she can "prescribe" a regime for me to begin following. As I don't want to lose momentum I have scheduled meeting two with her already for next week.
Deciding to decide. So after struggling with many different emotions and recent events I am determined to try again. I have begun instituting some better eating habits again. I have decided that rest is important. I have decided that physical activity is important. I have decided to eat the smaller portion. I have decided to eat half. I have decided to drink water instead of soda.
I have also decided my scale is not quite so mean. I lost a pound under this new found resolve. I hope to lose a bunch more. But little goals help keep me going. Right now my main goal is to lose 1 more pound. That would put me below a plateau point that I have been at for a long time. After that my next goal will be to lose 5 more. If I keep working in small increments I will eventually reach my ultimate goal of 45 pounds lighter.
So I have a gym bag packed so that tomorrow afternoon I can hit the gym to add some cardio to my day. I realize I need to put the effort into me that I put into everything else that I do. I can longer come last in my priority list. I must make time for me... offer to read a magazine for a little me time before attempting sleep so that I am well rested for tomorrow's workload and exercise. Night all.
