The Vixen gets healthy.
Today is the day.
Recently, I got to the point where I hit the wall. We all hit the wall at some point. It's that point where you have reality of a situation and the fact that you have to change your life, habits or whatever or you're done. There's no hemming and hawing. There's no gray area. That's it. Either change or don't.
I've gotten to that point. Why I didn't get to this point about 50 pounds ago is beyond me but it's here.
It really hit last weekend when I had to go out to Gladfest. I've gotten so big that it hurt to walk across the fair. It was less than three blocks. Human beings should be able to walk that far. I am too big and I don't feel good about it. It has to stop.
So the girl I work with has been going to Weight Watchers and I noticed she didn't really have a weight loss buddy. We spend 8 hours with each other five days a week and honestly, I wasn't helping her weight loss either by bringing in candy and other things.
No more. I joined Weight Watchers with her. We go on Thursdays during lunch and stay for a meeting. We weigh in and that's it. We are going to keep going and now I have someone to be accountable to. I can also keep my mom on the goal because I can cook the meals.
This is going to work. There's no going back. I was at the edge of the cliff and I turned around. It would have been so easy to just give up, let it go and say, "Oh well. There's no changing what is." There's always a chance to change. It's never too late. It's going to take time. It's going to be a lot of hard work but the results are going to be so worth it.
And...away we go.
Recently, I got to the point where I hit the wall. We all hit the wall at some point. It's that point where you have reality of a situation and the fact that you have to change your life, habits or whatever or you're done. There's no hemming and hawing. There's no gray area. That's it. Either change or don't.
I've gotten to that point. Why I didn't get to this point about 50 pounds ago is beyond me but it's here.
It really hit last weekend when I had to go out to Gladfest. I've gotten so big that it hurt to walk across the fair. It was less than three blocks. Human beings should be able to walk that far. I am too big and I don't feel good about it. It has to stop.
So the girl I work with has been going to Weight Watchers and I noticed she didn't really have a weight loss buddy. We spend 8 hours with each other five days a week and honestly, I wasn't helping her weight loss either by bringing in candy and other things.
No more. I joined Weight Watchers with her. We go on Thursdays during lunch and stay for a meeting. We weigh in and that's it. We are going to keep going and now I have someone to be accountable to. I can also keep my mom on the goal because I can cook the meals.
This is going to work. There's no going back. I was at the edge of the cliff and I turned around. It would have been so easy to just give up, let it go and say, "Oh well. There's no changing what is." There's always a chance to change. It's never too late. It's going to take time. It's going to be a lot of hard work but the results are going to be so worth it.
And...away we go.
posted by The Vixen at
10/09/2009 07:32:00 AM
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