Fatsuit

I've let myself go for the longest time since my wedding.

Over the weekend something just hit me. I just felt so fed up lugging all these extra weight around...To be so short of breathe going up 2 mini flights of stairs af work... To not feel so good about myself when I try on my bathing suit...

So at the delight if my husband, I told him I am going to go live a healthier lifestyle - go back to the gym (and not to get too excited over it), and eat healthier foods.

I'm gonna do this different this time. I am gonna face this enemy head on. I need to apply my project managing skills on myself. To improve myself the same way I try and think of ways to improve a process.

Today is Day 1. I bought me a weighing scale that measures %body fat. And spent 1.5 hours in the gym.

I felt...

...Out of sync with my body. Did Zumba today and boy do I look like I have 2 left feet that I can only manage to shuffle. And felt contractured to some extent. I used to dance 15 yrs ago. Now, I cant even see my form. It was depressing.

...Relieved that I didnt pass out 2 mins into the elliptical.

...I AM SO OUT OF SHAPE!

But, I am not dismissing this yet. I NEED THIS TO SURVIVE. I dont want to be diagnosed w high blood pressure or diabetes in a couple of years. I have to reach my goal of losing 70 lbs by one year.

So, I got home and tested out the scale I bought. The numbers were alarming.

At 31, I am at the heaviest I have ever been w 39% body fat.

Wow.

I have got a long way to go. I love myself, I gotta do this.








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