Thursday, September 22, 2011
There is was, only a pound away. That dreaded "3" number.
That's when I decided that I had to get serious. Because I was not going to be entering the "3"s. So here I am, on the road again toward fitness. At 53, I need to make this something sustainable and permanent. Because I can't see myself undertaking a this project again.
It should take two full years. And my life can't just stop waiting for the Right Me to finally get here. So I'm taking it slow, focusing on fitness, and determined to enjoy myself.
So what's the first thing I do? Catch a cold.
I won't let this derail me, though. I'm drinking my water, and going for short walk. I will keep on keeping on.
55 isn't that far away.