Then I tried on a pair of my jeans, and they were getting tight. Everyone knows that feeling, right? You slip into your jeans, expecting them to fit the same way they did last time you put them on, but instead they are hard to button. Your belly fat hangs lasciviously over the rim of the denim fabric, and you justify it to yourself, "That's because I just washed and dried them yesterday. Denim tightens up, it will loosen up as I wear them through the day." But then it doesn't loosen up, and you realize something (like Trixie!!!)..."I've gained weight!!!"
Yes. Ten stupid pounds. Ten pounds of, "I can't do what I want, so I'm not going to do anything and I'm going to sit here on the couch and read books, watch TV, and stuff my face."
Enough of that. That's stupid (the word of the week, Miranda Grace). That doesn't get you anywhere except for maybe two or three sizes up.
I really have my oldest sister to thank for the motivation. She signed up for MyFitnessPal, and I added her as a friend. She messaged me and said, "Input your food, girl!!!" So, I did. I started on Saturday, and then I input it again on Sunday, and already I'm feeling better. I can tell I was eating too much.
Yesterday, I did my own strength training class at home, complete with medicine ball, sit-ups and push-ups. Then, I picked up my bike from my parents' house, and I rode it home. I'll tell you riding a road bike after years of not doing it is not as easy as it looks. It took me nearly 30 minutes to go 4.59 miles! The wind was pushing against me, and I pedaled and pedaled, but I really wasn't getting anywhere fast.
Still, I woke up today, and I could tell a difference. Not in pants' size yet, but in my attitude. I simply feel better when I exercise and eat right. It makes a huge difference in my moods, and I know I have to incorporate it in my life in anyway I can.
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Thanks for this. I really needed to hear it this morning. Now off to do my squats! :)
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