I was looking at my FBook feed last night, feeling full from
the sub I’d just inhaled, and came across a challenge. A 30 Day Squat Challenge.
I figured, what the hell, what can it hurt? I mean, there are rest days built into the
month so I can ease into this. And so,
today, I’m at 40 squats already and will work in the other 10 at some
point. Thankfully, the restroom at work
is rarely that busy so I’ll get them in when I’m alone in the stall..lol.
With the good weather finally (fingers crossed that we don’t
get a freak blizzard this month) upon us, I’m going to start walking after work
as well as keeping up my golf obsession.
I’m really hopeful that this time will work. This time will be “MY” time to fix my weight
and my health. My wedding dress is
hanging in my daughter’s closet and at some point this year, I will be wearing
it. I know that Steven loves me, chunk
and all, but I want to love myself and love the way I look again. I pulled out a picture from Maddie’s first
birthday party..and I was thin, and at my healthiest. I have the picture taped to my wall in my
cube at work to show me that I can do this.
