That's funny!
Sort of. My last post was about inertia. Three months ago. Oy. I was doing so good. In August I was breaking into the 140's and now I'm in the 160's.
I'm hearing the message my life is giving me, though. It's not about dieting. It's not about "losing weight". It's about being healthy and happy. Eating right and exercising makes me feel better. When I feel better, I'm happier. Motivating myself to not be a sloth who can't cook and has to go out every night can only be good for my life.
New Year, New You, I know...but whatever it takes to get me moving right? I'm notoriously famous for starting things, but not really known for finishing them. Let's see if 2008 is the year I change that. Why can't my "natural weight" be something that I'm happy to see pictures of? My "natural weight" is only "natural" because I've let that become who I am. I am someone who does not exercise and who goes out to dinner four or five times a week.
So I'm food shopping. And cooking. And not taking the easy way out. Anything worth having is worth working for, right? Having a body I'm proud of is worth something. Living life in a healthy way is worth something. Cooking my own meals and not living on junk is not me depriving myself. I still have a glass of wine. I still have a little cheese on food. I just don't eat three portions at one sitting. I just don't eat all day long. I get up and move.
How can that be bad? And if it's good, how hard can it be to maintain?
I turn 37 tomorrow. Let me not have this same conversation with you all again when I turn 38, okay?
