might as well...
Monday, June 17, 2013
So, I've been think about the fact that I need to lose a little over 150 pounds. If I lose an average of 1 pound a week, which seem to be what I do, It will take about three years! That is very daunting, might as well break out the candy bars! But then, four things occurred to me:
First: If I don't do something about my weight, will I be here in three years? Morbidly obese means so fat you could die. I have a lot I want to be here for in the next three years and beyond. My son is getting married this year and it is possible I'll finally be a grandma within the next three years. I hate to miss that. I hate to miss all the wonderful thing that are yet to be!
Second: I'm tired, and why wouldn't I be, I'm carrying around the equivalent of my next door neighbor every where I go! I'm sure my heart, lungs knees and poor feet would be very thankful if I set that other person worth of weight down!
Third: If I'm going to be living the next three years anyway, why not live them health? It really isn't that hard to eat good for me food, to exercise a bit more, and give up the foods that end up making me feel bad anyway. The momentary high of junk food is always followed by the hated crash, both physical and emotional, why put myself through that for another three years.
Fourth: By living healthy for the next three years, I'm learning how to live healthy for the rest of my life! In three years I will be sixty, and would love to be able to do all the things I can't now. I would love to go hiking and travel with my husband. To be fit and able to spend the day walking around the zoo or park without have to sit down every few steps.
Three years start today, and I'm ready, lets go!
Five things that make me happy: the beautiful golden wing butterfly that landed on my flower as I was watering them, watching the chickens run around the yard just being chickens, picking the first squash of the summer, spending Father's Day with the soon to be in-laws, hugs.