Here I Go Again...but not completely on my own.

Today I start exercising again. I'm almost embarrassed to say this at
the dawn of a new year. No, this is not a resolution per say. I'm not
joining a gym or signing up for a diet. Although, let's be honest
here, it doesn't really matter what I call it, I've failed at "this
that shall not be named" many times before. The successes, and I've
had those too, seem short lived and often thwarted by injury (two torn
meniscuses) or sheer lack of discipline.  Let me be fair, I have
counted points with programs like Weight Watchers and I sweated my
soul publicly in places like Urban Active (do not even get me started
on them).  This however, is my own, realistic, fitter before forty
approach. You notice I didn't say FIT. :-)
I have a way to go before fit and a few years before forty. What I
want is to simply eat better and to incorporate more movement in my
life. I know even this won't be simple. I'm an educated, stubborn,
funny, confident, and in many ways accomplished woman...and yet this
is anything but simple. Why? Let's get real. I'm impatient. I lack
discipline. I hate to sweat. I have bad genes (hey, it's true)! I love
sweets. I'm a foodie. Food is social for me. Food is comforting for
me. I have a slow metabolism (that also is true).  There are a million
things I'd rather due than take time to plan perfect meals, cook,
clean up, and then also add exercise into my day. I have an addictive
personality. I think I'm beautiful as I am. Etc. However, back to the
title of my blog; I do wish to be fitter before I hit forty. Forty
really is an arbitrary number but it works for me...I'm using it to
empower me. It gives me a few years to not feel so pressured by a
scale. I will never be a "salad" only chick. Sorry. I will never be
skinny. I need not feel overwhelmed. This is MY time to journal about
what its like to try getting fitter. Step by step. Honestly. I welcome
comments.


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