Wednesday, July 6, 2011
New Years Resolution in July.
guess I'm starting my New Year's resolution a little late.
You know which one I'm talking about...
The obvious, "hey, I want to lose weight!" resolution.
You see, I've never been the skinniest of girls, and it used to really bother me when I was younger but I never had the motivation to do anything about it. I was athletic in high school and I just thought I'd always live my whole life with my thighs touching because that's how it's always been.
Here lately, I've gotten very comfortable in my skin. I was even starting to think, bigger is fine. Bigger is even possibly bigger. And I was okay with that.
The other night I was bored and shoving cookies in my mouth while pinning....(you know, pinterest! my new obsession)....and there were so many motivational things about losing weight.
I dropped the cookie and got on the treadmill. I have been having troubles sleeping...like staying up until 3 am and having to wake up at 7 to go to work. Not good, right? A little thought came to mind...what if I run a little bit, I'm sure I'll get sleepy!
So yeah....treadmill. I ran/walked for 30 minutes. It felt good. It wasn't overwhelming at all.
I got off and "oh what the hell, I'm going to get on the scale."
How did this happen?!
Granted, I haven't been on a scale since high school and I'm now a senior in college! (well, I'm graduating in 3 years instead of 4, but STILL!)
Needless to say, I'm embarrassed about this number I saw. It was definitely not a good number. And I'm still in shock.
And I've been on the treadmill every day since.
But, with my lifestyle I didn't think that was enough.
So today I've decided to take another step.
This is so totally out of my element, so I understand if you stopped reading way back at the beginning lol!
But anyways, I joined Weight Watchers.
I don't really understand it. It's a lot of points this points that. But I think it will make sense once I start eating.
I just know, that I don't want to be chubby faced anymore and maybe one day, my thighs won't touch.
I can't even imagine them not touching to be honest.
Cheers to sticking with it?!
And if you never hear anything about this again, it will probably because I failed miserably lol! But if it goes well, I'm sure you'll know!
Posted by Amy at 6:21 PM