Every now and then I look back at old posts. This one reminded me why I started to workout again.
Everyone I feel has those moments in their life when then know in their heart of hearts that they need to make a change. While getting ready to go out I hit my breaking point. I got dressed and went to put on my makeup. I looked in the mirror and wow. wow. wow. That's all I could think before tears started to well up in my eyes. I looked horrible. And before you start the doubting and saying "no she really couldn't have looked that bad". Well, I did. I looked that bad. This was not just my imagination or hormones or anything else. And let me assure you I'm not writing this looking for sympathy. I'm in a sense venting and stating my breaking point.
In fact that moment standing the bathroom, was my realization that I need to make a change. A serious change. Staring at myself I could no longer just chalk up my extra weight to getting comfortable in my marriage, water weight, my period, the medicine I am on, last nights pasta dinner, the dryer shrinking my clothes, a miss sized garment, or any of the other million excuses I tell myself. This is me saying that overall I need to be a significantly healthier person, not just say that I do!
I have been working out but not nearly as hard as I'm going to be. My workouts are very lackadaisical. I do the minimum and expect the result. Hello when has that ever worked for anyone? It has never worked for me and it's never going to. I'm only kidding myself here.
I think its about time I dust off my workout dvds and get going even though we are in the middle of a move.
I might just be walking or running for the next week or so but its more than I am currently doing.