Friday, September 18, 2009
Two days in a row now I've gone for a walk. And my calves hurt. I guess I haven't used them in a long time and they're letting me know it! But it still feels like progress so I'm going to keep at it, perhaps alternating with an exercise bike.
Tomorrow, the 19th, my youngest turns 19. I gained weight when I had him and
I think it's time I lose that weight. 19 years is a long time to carry around
excess baggage. Never mind January 1. I'm going to start on HIS birthday.
My anniversary is next month too and I can say I've gained about 60 pounds since that day in 1981. I'd never have believed it would be possible to let myself go that bad. But I have, and it's certainly time to do something about it. I know
losing 60 pounds might just be out of my grasp, but I can set my hopes and efforts on losing at least 40. My realistic goal. Something I believe in.
A new day begins.