Yawn!! I'm tired. Tired of hauling my butt out of my toasty warm bed at an un-godly hour in un-godly cold weather to do un-godly things to my body. But that's what it takes to get and stay in shape, right? At least I hope so because this whole fitness thing is hard people.
I found a picture of myself the other day. It was taken in my pre-kid days when my husband and I were just crazy kids in love. I was tan and pretty dang thin. I blush to say it really - but I was smokin!!! The funny thing is - I thought I didn't look so great then. Go figure right?
What would I do to look like that now? I'll tell you what I'd do. I would gnaw off my right foot to look like that now. I would slap the little hottie in that picture and tell her to stop being so hard on herself and to enjoy her body more because it was only going to get worse after she had kids and the years started piling on. I would chastise her for not being more grateful and appreciative of her body. Yes, that's what I would do.
I look back on all the years of my life I have spent being unhappy with my appearance and my weight and I just CRINGE. I CRINGE!! Looking back on those pictures it's obvious that I was just plain crazy! I was healthy and fit and at probably at the ideal weight. I should have been more confident about my appearance, happier about my weight, but I wasn't and it really is a shame. If only I knew then what I know now!
Anyway, I really am going somewhere with this and this is where - I am tired of being unhappy with myself and tired of wanting something "better" when it comes to my body. That's why this year I threw the obligatory "I'm going to lose 20 lbs right out the 'ol window" and my new health resolution is to just focus on being as healthy and fit as I can be and where ever that gets me..so be it.
So far I'm doing great sticking to my resolution - I have exercised about three times a week, I've cut down my portion sizes at mealtimes and I have nixed all late night snacking, and I've started drinking more water. In addition to all of that I plan on picking up the phone right after I'm done with this post to call my doctor's and schedule all of my "lady stuff" appointments in one fell swoop.
Now... where's my doctor's number?
So there you have it. My rambling, venting HASAY post for this week.