I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this, but some time last year I joined a gym and started working out. Everything was going really well until hubs went back to days and spring rolled around. Then the kids’ extra-curricular activities took over and my own needs took a backseat again.
If you know me intimately (meaning you’re more than my blog reader, we’ve met in person and you’ve seen my myspace page), then you know I was kind of tracking progress there. I had friends begin doing the same thing only they weren’t crazy like me and told myspacers everywhere that they fell off exercise balls (Oh yes I did!), but I stopped updating, got busy here, and stopped going.
So fast forward to today; I’m crazier than telling everyone what a big butt how out of shape I am on myspace because now I’m going to start telling you here too. If you’ve followed me on Twitter or are watching my tweets on the sidebar, you may have noticed that I joined the Twitter weight loss revolution with Tweightloss. I’m a member of of about 100 people from all over the world, and in a group of 14. We are led by our fearless leader and trainer who I already adore just because he’s willing to take us all on. 
I’m not sure if I want to tell you how much I currently weigh, it’s enough to me right now just to know that I am subjecting you to this post but I think after this week, I will post a real update as well as some confessing numbers.
For now though I will leave you with my reasons for getting on board as well as my first confession:
As someone who’s had heart issues from day one (literally), I realize that I have no other choice but to take care of myself. I’ve gotten better (I was never really bad to begin with – I don’t smoke, and I drink on rare occasions), really I have but four kids, a work at home business and just life in general has allowed me to get lazy. I never had a Super Model body (but even those stereotypes are changing aren’t they) but I never had reason to complain about it either. I admit to my laziness and lack of physical activity. Ablation surgery two summers ago (Wow! That Long Already?) has made me stand up and kick myself for allowing myself to get this way, luckily for me, my rear is well padded so I didn’t feel it much.
This isn’t going to be about losing weight only. It’s going to be about changing my attitude, changing my lifestyle and changing my focus.
For the few months I regularly attended a gym, my hubs noticed only one thing – my attitude had improved (OF COURSE he waited until recently to tell me this)- I was motivated, to do more, be more, love more. Hearing that from him was stronger motivation and more confidence boosting than feeling the extra room in my jeans.