Exercise: Nada. I've decided to take today off to hopefully recover more from this cold so that I can work my butt off at the gym tomorrow...spin class and then weights with my husband in the evening!
Here's what I've been thinking about today:
I found a picture from 2005 of me and my neice when she was approximately 8 months old. It's the cutest picture of us! When I looked at it, though, I immediately noticed how thin and healthy I looked. That was 6 years and about 18 pounds ago. Why is it that at that time I remember being self-conscious about my weight?! I look at this picture and think, I was at a perfect weight! I was fit! I had muscle and little fat! Why in the world would I be focused on my weight at a time like that?
So here's the question. Do we EVER feel happy with ourselves? I have to wonder. So here's my promise to myself: I promise that when I hit my final goal weight of 140 that I will stand in front of the mirror and tell myself that I am happy with the way I look. I also promise to work hard to keep myself at that weight once I finally attain it, and finally make "losing weight" and "getting fit" less of an obsession in my life and focus on what really counts: God, my husband, my daughter and my family.
Below is the photo I found. I dare you to find a photo of yourself at your "ideal" weight (be realistic, now!) and put it somewhere that you can see it often and use it as a motivator. I also dare you to get yourself to your final goal and finally be HAPPY with yourself! Life shouldn't revolve around losing weight and getting fit. Just my opinion!
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