Ok...so I am not the most overweight person you have ever met. But it all starts somewhere, right?
I think I am pretty typical... I like to workout. I am even pretty competitive. I have done sports all my life and enjoyed it. But it was always a priority. In high school I played sports. Softball was a job to me. I did it at least 3 hours a day 6 times a week. College- I vowed not to gain the freshman 15 and I didn't. Heck I was a size 6 sometimes 4. Working out every day was just part of being in college. Call stress relief, a procrastination tool - whatever. I just did it.
Then I got the double whammy-marriage and my first job. It wasn't too bad. My husband and I like to workout together so when we had the time we ran or went to the stadium. But I love to cook and I felt like it was my personal job to feed my husband at every opportunity. Plus now a I sitting at a desk for 8 hours a day. It wasn't bad but slowly the pounds crept on.
Kids...I should have known. I have always had to workout to keep in good shape. I have never been just "naturally" skinny. So why oh why did I think that I could eat whatever I wanted (and I do mean whatever) when I was pregnant. Child 1 - added pounds Child 2 added pounds
Now I am home with these children that I love but now I have NO time for working out. and the pounds add on. Unfortunately it just not the priority that it was. If something in the day has to go...it is my time to workout. Not to mention that it just feels hopeless. Where do you start?
Well I start here. Jan 3rd here I come!
