i have never been one to count calories or even managed what i ate. if i was hungry, i'd eat. and lets not forget my total lack of desire to exercise. i was fairly content with my body and shape. i accepted the fact that i had curves and wasn't going to ever be a size 2.
and then i got a job at an office, where i sat at a desk for nearly the whole day and my habits continued on. suddenly my favorite pants did not fit anymore. i hadn't worn jeans in what seemed like months and when i finally had the opportunity to wear them to work, well we all know how that feels. its awful. but i didn't think much of it, and i should have.
i saw a picture of me at a wedding in the recent times and realized that i wasn't content with my body anymore. whether or not the camera adds 10lbs, i didn't care. it had to change. i was embarrassed and humiliated. i decided i was going to do something about it.
so, here it is. fat girl no more. i've cut out my most favorite treat-dr. pepper and i've started exercising. shocker right? it got me too. zumba two days a week. running two days a week. and toning two days a week. my water intake has nearly tripled. all weekend i've been reading up on the safest and most efficient ways to loose weight. i have a goal weight in mind and a day i'd like to accomplish it by. it's not going to be easy by any means. but it's something that i have set my mind to and anyone who knows me knows i don't budge when i set my mind to something.
who would have thought right? not me that's for sure.
if i'm slightly grumpy these next few days, you will all know why. i already miss cookies.