I Hate Dieting!
When I met my husband, I was a very svelt 123lbs. All muscle, I might add. My husband was a lanky 185lbs. Fast forward 14 years and I am now pushing 160lbs. My husband has also added a couple dozen pounds to his frame. He is 6' 3" and much more athletic than me though, so the weight looks good on him. I can't blame my weight gain on my daughter, I returned to my pre-pregnancy weight of 135lbs two weeks after she was born. I just can't seem to stop focusing on the joy of eating these last few years. I have some hard work ahead of me but, thanks to my new (to me) manual treadmill, I am hoping to change all that. I think the parts of my body that bother me the most are my roly-poly arms. For someone that used to be so thin, I never had very slim arms to begin with. I never had to dress to camouflage them either, but now I choose my wardrobe carefully. If I can't control my eating, I will control my level of activity. I managed a full three minutes of fast paced walking on this slightly inclined treadmill, and had to take a break. A long road ahead.
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