Buckling Down

It's Fat Tuesday, if you visit Taylor over at The Lumberjack's Wife, which makes this announcement feel especially appropriate.  I know I've said it before, but I've finally had it.  I'm overweight (to put it mildly) and I'm ready to do something about it.  When I say that, I don't mean a fad diet.  I also don't mean pills.  (Been there, done that.  They made me crazy.)  What I mean is that it's time to actually do the two things that work for me, eating like I have some sense, and exercising.  I've decided to join Weight Watchers, but I have to do it in person.  I am not disciplined enough to do it online.  I have to know that someone is going to be weighing me each week, whether I like it or not.  I also feel like it makes it more like The Biggest Loser, and while I don't watch the show, I do love competition. 

I'm also challenging myself to move.  In March's thirty-one days, I am going to exercise every day.  It can be a couple mile walk outside, a workout video, whatever.  But I have to do something every day.  I'm tired of not fitting into a closet full of cute clothes.  It sucks to have only a few things that you know fit, and I don't want to buy anymore clothes at this point.  This isn't about my own vanity or self-worth.  I have that covered. I don't hate myself and I never have, thankfully.  This is about feeling comfortable in my own body again, because right now, I don't.   And that kind of disconnect is so much worse. 

So, I'm saying it right here for the world to see.  Don't worry, this isn't going to become some health and fitness blog, but I will keep you updated on my progress (probably on Fridays, as WW is Thursdays).  Consider yourself my accountability partners, too.   Off we go...