Well I never would call myself a health nut or exercise guru. But something has gotten to me in the last little bit to slowly change my outlook on eating healthier and to start exercising. OH, I know- it's called FAT! Yup, that dirty 3 letter word has snuck up on me and BAM hardly any of my clothes fit :(
And I can recall the day that it happened. I was getting ready to go over to a friends house with my OH and thought "no sweat" it would just take me a minute to change into a pair of jeans and a top. I got my favourite pair of jeans on ( a little snug) but thought they would stretch a bit after wearing them. Went and grabbed a top from my closet and put it on, a quick look in the mirror and STOP. I can't wear this, my muffin top has gotten way to large and it makes me look hideous. So back to the closet I go to try on other tops and get the same reaction for every single one :( Mind you the jeans are still feeling snug, no give in them what-so-ever, in fact there starting to hurt. So off they came. Found my jogging pants and a t-shirt and off we go. Feeling depressed and fat.
So I would say the last month or two my OH and I have been talking about joining a gym. Which is great, I don't think I could ever join one alone and I think OH wanted to join because his brother and best friend go to a gym and have lost alot of weight. So I am happy to say we did it, we joined a gym.....finally!
Our first night going was on Wednesday, did 15 min on the bike and then did some weights. Focusing on our shoulders and legs. Which was dumb on my part, just for the legs anyways, I went for a 2 hour hike with my mom and step dad in the afternoon. My legs are hurting me today I tell ya! So I am hoping to go to the gym at least 3 times a week, if I can't do it I'll try for 2 days a week and throw in the stairs that's by my house.
