Today I decided. I will loose weight and become fit and healthy. I decided.
And it's not on of those I've-decided-in-my-head-and-probably-won't-actually-do-anything-about-it kind of decided. The decision has been put into action.
I told the trainer and she has started the training regime. Indeed. We did legs today. I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow, but hey! It doesn't matter..we're doing stomach and arms tomorrow...who needs legs!
But seriously, when I got home today, I could have cried! I could barely lift my feet up off the floor! I almost decided to never go back to the gym...ever. But you know what? I'll go. And I'll loose the weight and I'll feel good about being me. I've always been fine with my tummy. It's been there for a while, but I'll tell you something. It's not fun having a tummy and having it covered with burn scars. I'd be fine with one or the other, but I can't reconcile myself to both. And since the scars will go when they go, I have no choice but to bid farewell to my companion of many years...my tummy.
Farewell dear tummy! I hope we never meet again, though if we do, please try to not bring so much of your self back, please?
Elsewhere in the Land of Purple Monkeys, I've realized I have gone from smoker-smoker to social smoker. Me thinks this is progress in the quitting campaign. Perhaps the serious exercise regime will help in the total quitting. Though I do foresee a return of withdrawal in the coming months. But this time, God willing, will be different. I will resist the temptation and, in the words of Mr. Darcy (Sigh!), "I shall conquer this!"
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