I’m not sure how this post will come across, but hopefully those of you who read regularly will understand.
Most people who know me would categorize my body type as thin or slim. Some might say, that I’m skinny. I’m also tall enough (5’7″) for a girl.
But about two weeks ago, I stepped on the scale for the first time in many months. I admit I was sort of in denial. My clothes were fitting a little way tighter. I sometimes wished a little before putting on my work clothes in the morning…”dear clothes, please don’t be too tight.”
Well, when I stepped on the scale, it was a wake up call. I was about 10 pounds heavier than I thought I would be.
So, I decided to do something about it. I started tracking my calories and exercise. In about 15 days, I’ve tracked exercise for 12 of those days, and been watching what I eat. I’ve been stocking up on healthier snacks, and trying to be more aware of portion sizes.
Just a few days ago for the first time ever in my whole life, I jogged a whole mile, without stopping. It was a slow pace, but I did it. And I did it again the next day. Then last night I went a mile, and then decided to keep going until I had jogged for 20 minutes. I got up to a mile and a half. I might have been able to keep going, but I didn’t want to injure myself or push too far, too early. I can’t believe it. I have never, ever run. Maybe I’ll be able to run a 5k with my sister sometime sooner than never.
Anyway, I’m super proud of myself. And even thought the pounds aren’t quite melting away yet, and the pants are still a tad snug, I know I’m doing my body good. And I know I’ll see a difference, slowly but surely.
Andrea Unplugged 