Last night leaving work I finally said ENOUGH! I didn’t have class and knew that I would have some free time on my hands (should have been working on a paper), but instead I decided to go… weigh in. With all of the excuses that I keep making for myself and letting my daily eating and workout habits slip, I had to do something drasitc. I’m broke and knew that if I commited to something financially, it would be less likely that I wouldn’t give 100%.
I was nervous about joining weight watchers and I know that it is not necessary, but with my lack of motivation with everything else happening in my life, I needed this. So I did. My weight is right on the borderline for too high for my height at a whopping 146.4 pounds. Gasp! I announced it outloud. Get over it. It’s not that I’m worried about the number but how well that number looks on me. Since I haven’t been exercising, I’ve lost a lot of muscle and gained the f-word. Yuck.
The group leader wanted me to set a goal weight and I was hesitant only because like I said, it’s not about the number. So I didn’t. My first goal that I’ve sent out to reach is 5%, which is 7 pounds. Personally, for the week I set out to workout four times, seeing as the Turkey Trot is coming up. In addition, I am giving up sugar until the trot. This really shouldn’t be that difficult seeing as I don’t drink soda or eat ice cream and such, but with Halloween passing us, there’s a lot of candy floating around the office. And I do have a handful of chocolate bars in the freezer…
I’m not looking to become stick thin or be on this for the rest of my life. But I am looking to becoming healthy and fit, again, and get back into the groove of things. Once I set my goal, I will post my before picture. I will then post my progress pictures along the way. Not as exciting as a pregnancy sequence, but again, I need commitment people.
Right after my meeting, I stopped at Price Chopper and picked up some essentials. I am going to head to the co-op on my lunch to pick up all my grains, legumes and other essentials so that I am freshly stocked. Joe doesn’t know about this commitment and I know he’s going to have mixed feelings. A) he thinks that he won’t be able to eat “his” foods around me and B) of course it’ll be great to be fit and running again. My response is- be thankful you don’t live with me. He wouldn’t be able to eat only clean foods- he likes his eight freeze pops a night, fast food, and occasional rum treat.
I’ve plastered my front door with photographs, cut-outs and a countdown of pounds for my 5% goal. Oxygen magazine is super! and I’ve cut out a ton- including some of this chick- she is always looking so fit and is NOT retouched in the photographs.Have a healthy weekend y’all. Hopefully I’ll be reaching a peak with the kiddos.