I have heard it said more than once that it takes three weeks of doing something to form a habit. Well, today is day one. When I lost all the weight before I became a little bit of an addict...to the gym, to working out. I discovered I LOVED it. But, over the last year, I have completely fallen off the wagon. I hate the time it takes out of my day. But I know that I need it. It improves my mood, my energy level, my focus, and just a myriad of other things. Plus, at the end of the day, it's a fact...I still LOVE it. I had originally decided that I would wait till I lost 20 pounds to go back since my arches are falling and my feet have been absolutely killing me. The more I thought about that though, the more I knew I could do it before that. Instead of using my favorite, "go-to machine", the AMT(Advanced Motion Trainer), which is pictured here,
I decided the recumbent bike would be my best option until I lose enough weight that my feet are better. So, today I went to the gym, I warmed up for five minutes on the AMT and then I did another 30 on the bike. It was a great workout and I remembered how much I love to do it! So....here's to day ONE! My goal is to set a new habit or rather reclaim my old one. You have to start somewhere!
The "Ups" and "Downs" of my journey through the self image jungle.
Showing posts with label Goals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Goals. Show all posts
Monday, January 30, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
A 2, an 8, and a 7
What do these numbers mean to me? They mean that I am losing my battle. That I am giving up on myself, and, in some ways, my family. They mean that I cry when I look at what I've become. My clothes are chronically uncomfortable. 287 is what I weighed on January 18, 2012. I know this is my Goliath and I need to do a better job of fighting it, but that doesn't make it easier. Last time I lost all the weight I know I did not do it the right way. Exercising was a good thing to add and also I did eat a lot better....when I ate. The problem was I didn't do very much of that. I starved myself. A lot. That, I think, in large part is a big reason why I never reached my "goal weight" and also that I am back here again. Although I don't weigh 354 like I did I am fast on my way back there. Not anymore. This time I'm doing things right. NO skipping meals and NO starving.
What do you say to that 287?
What do you say to that 287?
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