When I stepped on the scale this morning, it hit me.. HARD! That number does not feel good, its not healthy and its not happy. I will never, ever be in the 190's again... luckily this time I caught it .1 of a pound away. I love my body. I will take care of it. I will worship it. This is the one thing I have control over, this is the one thing in my life I can change. I want to look good naked. I want to want to be touched. This is not going to be easy, but most things that are worth having are worth working for. Here's to getting back to the 150's-- and staying there-- for good, for life.
I will stick to this if for the very reason that I dont want to ever have a first workout again. Is it just me or does every cell of your body scream with torture on that first day. My goal was to do a mile, walking and running, I made it to one mile. No it didnt feel good, I didnt like it.. but I will take pride in knowing that I did something today that helped my body be the best it can be. And truth be told- It is kind of liberating to overpower your mind and keep jogging. I am physically able, its my mind that is telling my body no... "well guess what mind.. F**K YOU! You have been the only thing we've listened to for the past 2 years and look where your chocolate milkshake addiction has gotten us. From now on, this is a joint venture between you and the body. "
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