Tales of a married old hag who: Lost some weight but not all of it / Became a marathoner / Discovered she was hopelessly infertile / Still doesn't know what she wants to be when she grows up / Is just trying to find her way through this adventure we call Life.
Got my shit together today, and actually made a breakfast, packed a lunch, and tracked my food. Oh yeah!
At this point, the only goal I can focus on is fitting into my clothes. I'm still hobbling around after my mishap in April, and can't run, which really sucks. But, I think I'm going to use this setback to focus on weight training and building strength.
I currently have a gym membership that I purchased mainly to get access to a treadmill while training for my marathon, but I'm thinking of letting it go. I have two months prepaid at this point, so maybe I'll keep it three altogether.
So right now I'm trying to get the motivation to start, but not get discouraged if I'm not perfect. And of course, hope I can make some progress in the next two months because 1. I can't fit into my clothes 2. It's summer 3. I have a convention coming 4. I'm still shocked whenever I see myself in a mirror.
I'm just not sure what program I'll do. I have a FitStar membership. I could follow New Rules of Lifting for Women, I could do Body for Life, I could do a workout from a magazine/website/whatever. I just have to get past analysis paralysis!