This time I'm gonna get it right. I'm turning 40 on November 27, and I weigh 185 or so right now. I feel awful, I can't run around with my daughter, and I'm exhausted all the time. I hate feeling like this and I want to change. I want to live to see my 5 year old grow up and have babies of her own!
According to my doctor, a healthy weight would be 130, but I think 140 would be attainable and fine. So yesterday I drove over to the YMCA and plunked down a huge chunk of change for a 1 year membership. I never spend money like that. Then I climbed onto the Precor machine and did 25 minutes. I tried some of the weight machines, too, but I felt like a space alien. Must get a book or something.
There was so much I was going to accomplish by 40 and I've done, well, not much of it. My relationship is ending, I don't own a home, my car is falling to pieces, I don't have a job - blah, blah, blah. Maybe I can't fix it all by 40, but each day I can take good steps, not bad.
I got up at 6:00, took a 1.5 mile walk, ate whole grain toast with peanut butter. So why did I just eat a 1/3 cup of chocolate chips right out of the bag?