I know, I know...

So, remember those many many moons ago when I said I was going to start a fitness blog about my journey to get healthy? Yeah, I barely remember either. Actually, that's a lie. I've been thinking of nothing about the blog and how I should update. So here it goes:

It took me about a month after that initial blog post to actually get off my booty and get to the gym. I started going to the gym when I was sent out of town for training for 6 loooong weeks. The first 3 weeks, I was a major lazy ass, going out to eat on my company's dime and loafing in my hotel room after. The second 3 weeks I got wise. What was I going to look like when I went back to my office?? I started working out to off-set all the restaurant dining I was doing. That helped considerably! I can just imagine all the sodium and preservatives I was eating.

I also began to eat a lot of fish and greens. It would fill me up and kept me feeling light, not bloated. When I got back from training, I kept up going to the gym and was counting my calories using myFitnessPal.com. It is a lifesaver!

I lost about 5 pounds and was feeling great and people were noticing and complimenting me! Hearing all those kudos helped me get my booty to the gym!! And then...
I lost all motivation. It's since been 1.5 weeks and I haven't been to the gym. I keep telling myself "Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow..." But you know what? Tomorrow is today and I'm going to pick it up again. It's now or never. And this time, I vow to keep you updated. :-)

This is Day One

I've been talking and losing weight for months years. Yet here I am, still my size 18 self. I've always had the intention, but can never muster up the motivation. I live in one of the healthiest cities in the county (Austin) and everywhere I look I see reasons to get off my ass and get healthy. I see people jogging every morning and night and biking up and down the streets.

I want to feel comfortable enough to wear shorts along with the rest of the leggy beauties instead of burning up in jeans every night and weekend. I want to be able to bike ride, hike and enjoy a nice full day instead of  calling it quits after a couple of breathtaking (literally) hours. And most importantly, I want to feel comfortable in my own body. For most of my 28 years, I have not had a day where a kajillion negative thoughts march through my head.

"I look pregnant every single time I sit down."

"This chair always creaks when I sit on it."

"Can they hear feel me walking down the hallways at work??"

This blog is the mark of Day 1 (again). I'm going to use this blog as my sounding board, a place to vent my frustrations and my accomplishments. And,Lord, do I hope that there are accomplishments.

No more wasted gym memberships. No more diet,self help and healthy-eating cookbooks gathering dust on my shelves. I'm starting anew and hope that a new and improved person emerges at the end of my journey.

And I do hope, for my sake, that I can follow through this time. Step one is a big one, and a step in the right direction. :-)