Ready or not. Like it or not. It’s time to get my a$$ in gear.
There’s no other way to put it.
It’s time to take a real honest hard look at myself.
It’s great if you take this look and tell yourself to get it together and then you do.
It’s not so great if someone else tells you.
I’m tired of starting over. Yet again. God knows I am.
So I’m starting over. For the last time.
I’ve had more than enough of this yo-yo crap.
As I was reminded the other day… I am over 30 now and my body is changing. It will take more than a few weeks to get results. So why not get about that life and make that switch now?
For me the hardest part is getting started. I know what to do. But doing it is the hard part.
I know that if I can stick it out a couple of weeks, that I will make it a month.
If I make it a month, I can make it the next month.
I have so much to work for. So many goals. So many reasons. So many rewards.
I have so much other crap going on in my life right now, I need something to take control of.
So here I start…starting over yet again.
Holding myself accountable sucks royal balls.
Yet I gotta do it.
You can’t start without knowing your starting place. So here’s the part I hate the most…showing the before pic. Once the pic is posted it must be improved upon. So I’m posting it in a brief moment of bravery {probably the reason why this draft has been sitting for over a month two months in my drafts folder} and once it hits, means I have to not only prove it to myself but to whomever else happens upon this post. Whether that said person comments or not…they’re watching me. Rooting for me or rooting against me. But watching me nonetheless.
Why at times the accountability factor matters to me more with my readers than it does for say myself or others in my life is beyond me. Idk, being reminded about not working out by a loved one isn’t helpful to me. It just causes me to go the opposite direction.
Now at this point, that opposite direction has gone entirely way too far. I’m beyond disappointed in myself.
So enough talking and now to posting…because as soon as this post goes live, it’s time for my first workout back at it.
As you can see this pic was taken in December. I look the same. Give or take an inch.
Measuring Up:
chest: 41
right arm: 12
left arm: 11.5
waist: 34
low waist: 40
hip: 44
right upper thigh: 26
left upper thigh: 26.5
right middle thigh: 22
left middle thigh: 22.5
right lower thigh: 17.5
left lower thigh: 17.25
Weight: 181.8
All numbers are in inches and pounds respectively.
Now let me say that everyone will have different things they may want to measure. I’ve always had large thighs so for me, I can lose an inch in my mid thigh but not my upper thigh and that means no change in sizes. So I like to measure the differences. When I start to make changes in my upper thigh that’s when my pants get looser. That and my full hip. I also know that for me, it’s not so much what my natural waist measures that’s important…it’s my low waist. I measure that because it’s not my hips, but it’s the fullest part of my tummy. Gotta love that lower belly, post baby, yes you’re a mom, pooch. But it’s time for that pooch to be gone!!!
Let me also say that it’s a plum shame that some of those measurements are as high as they are. So enough typing, it’s time to workout.
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