Am I a moron for thinking I can truly do this? I’m not sure. The first BIG thing I have ever done and actually followed through with has been becoming vegan. Ask anyone; I am not a follow-through type of gal.
Today I purchased sneakers. Andrea could never believe I didn’t own a pair, and after awhile, neither could I. Why bother? I never did anything strenuous that called for sneakers, so why waste the money on something I didn’t think I would ever have use for? I never wear pants, and I sure would look silly sporting a pair of New Balance running shoes with a short floral skirt. But today, I took the plunge.
My incentive to workout.
I have no excuse not to anymore. Also among the purchases was a pair of mesh running shorts. My first pair. I’m for real.
Now, as my West Coast Love, Marni kindly pointed out, I need a goal.
I never thought of that part.
What the hell should my goal be? I would LIKE to weigh 150lbs or less, that’s for sure. But is such a giant goal too much to handle right off? Maybe I should dull it down to being under 200lbs and go from there? Yeah, that sounds more reasonable. Too big of a goal and I will feel overwhelmed and cry hysterically while gorging my face. I cannot set myself up for failure.
Then comes the plan of execution. I have wicked social anxiety disorder, so a public gym is out of the question. Perhaps my boss, who is a personal trainer, will allow me to use his gym after hours when no one is there? I definitely couldn’t do anything with him around. I would be waaaay too self conscious. Perhaps I can go to Rent-A-Center and score a treadmill? Has anyone had noticeable results with Wii fit? I have that, but I doubt its ability to work.
So many things are swimming around in my head!
That is my start date.
The fella is going to hate me when I start eating kale and carrots.
“Meggo, don’t doubt your beauty. You could be 900 lbs and still be gorgeous. And im not just talking about that inner beauty crap. Outside too!”
My best friends are truly amazing. I’m fortunate to have such a tightly knit group that I can turn to for anything. Stinkin’ hippies. Xoxo