Trying Something.

I have debated on posting this.

Partly because I feel like I don't want the world to know if I fail. Partly because I hate the fact that I even have to talk about it, and partly because posting this will keep me from throwing my hands up in the air and giving up! No more excuses!

The past two years have not been kind to my body. With school, moving, my kids, my church callings, and well, just life in general, I have pretty much just put myself on the back-burner and quit watching what I eat and quit exercising.

It simply started because there just haven't felt like there were enough hours in the day. I would say, "Tomorrow I will go out and run." "Tomorrow I will eat better." Then it turned to, "When I graduate, then I will have time to exercise." "When I graduate, then I will have time to eat healthier". Lately, I can't help but think, why am I putting it off? What if tomorrow never comes? What if by the time I graduate I look like a person who should be applying for The Biggest Loser? I simply can't do it anymore!

At first I blamed the medication that I take. I was told that one of the side-effects was a 15-20lb weight gain. Well, I HAVE to take the medication, so if that is true, well, then, I guess I just need to try even HARDER to lose weight.

My days are packed from morning to night. I know that fitting in a walk or a jog will not always be easy. Running to Wendy's drive-thru is a heck of a lot easier than fixing dinner when I am too tired to even think. . .but something has to change. I need to find a way to take care of myself no matter how busy I am.

For a year now I have been putting off buying new clothes. I keep saying when I drop 10lbs I will go out and buy new clothes. One month goes by, and then another, and then another. . .and still I do nothing about losing 10lbs.

I am tired of feeling self-conscious about how I look. Enough is enough already! So, Sunday I finally decided it was time to take control and try and lose some weight, but more importantly to start exercising again.

Bryan and I are "competing" with each other to see who can lose the highest percentage of weight by July 1st. I am sure he will win, but I don't care. All I care about is finding me underneath this extra weight that has stuck to me for a couple of years.

I know I will have ups and downs. I know that some weeks will be better than others. That's okay. I just want to keep pushing forward and get back into shape.

Here goes nothing! I am 4 days into it, and so far so good!