The thing is…
I was at a healthy weight up until about 5 years ago.
I remember what it was like to just be able to… do stuff.
When you’re healthy (not even necessarily thin, but healthy/fit) you feel vibrant. You feel confident.
You don’t worry about covering your arms.
You don’t worry about sweating too much doing simple activities like climbing stairs.
You don’t worry about people, looking at you.
You don’t worry about people looking at your friends and wondering why they hang out with you.
You don’t worry about coming off needy/clingy.
You worry so much less when you feel healthy.
I just want to feel that again.
Tomorrow is April 1st, the first day of what I want to be “no days off April” … and I’ll be spending 5 hours in a car to get myself back home.
Oy. It is not my custom to work out in the middle of the day/in the evening, especially after a day of driving … we shall see if I can push myself to do Insanity after a day of driving and lugging stuff back into my apartment/unpacking.
This is so coincidental, I am also having no days off april, and I will also be spending most of tomorrow travelling and unpacking!
We can do this, though. We can, and we will!
Signing up for a mini-triathlon
Thank god it’s not until July because my 240lb self couldn’t handle that at the moment.
Training for this will be the ultimate motivation to get in shape… So excited!
Day One… again
Having, like many obese people, ‘started over’ my weightloss journey time and again, I’ve decided that today is my very last Day One. From here on, even if I fall off the wagon and eat badly for a few days, I can go back to day 14 or 25 or 200 or whatever day it is because even if you pause for a while while on a journey, going back to the starting line is just silly and pulls you back.
I can’t stay like this. I don’t respect myself at my current weight, but I’m not even going to focus on weight - just being healthy - until I’m in a more healthy frame of mind.
Today is arguably a bad day to start a weight loss journey (I’m hungover and will be studying all day) but that doesn’t matter. It’s Day One of the rest of my life and all I can do is try my best.