Many picture taken of me that should never be posted on line. These are two of them:
Lord have mercy! Why would I DO that to myself? Well, here is the thing... I'm going to be 30 this year. While this number generally doesn't bother me at all (seriously, I could care less about age in the grand scheme of things) the knowledge that certain things start slowing down and not taking care of themselves so well after such numbers DOES worry me. It's not like I have ever been a thin girl. Or even a fantastically fit girl. I was an athlete and very active all while I was growing up, but I was never one to lift weights or run or eat anything in particular to increase my chances of weighing less. I never
really cared. I think it came down to the fact that I have always been well endowed. Really well endowed. "Wear-two-tight-fitting-super-support-sports-bras-while-playing-soccer-to-control-hideous-bouncing" really endowed. You get the idea. So moving on. Because of said
lumps I have oddly kind of felt it all sort of ... balanced out. Can you imagine have (natural)
DD's and weighing 120lbs? That would be
obscene. So 145-150 is fine in my books. I think I wear it well. However, I weigh ... more than that now. I am honestly not even sure how much. I just know a significant more because I can no longer wear size 10 jeans or 12 for that matter ... and some days not even 14. Some days, girlfriends, I just wear a skirt. I throw in the towel and say,"You've beaten me today, waist. But tomorrow is a new day." However, lately there have been less and less new days. There have been too many skirt days. Too many clothing
concessions altogether. So I've decided, in honor of my 30
th birthday and my never-
existent-and-quickly-fading-even-more metabolism that I am going to start my own fitness regime. I'm still working it through in my head what I want it to include. All I know is I want it to be something I know I will stick to, get results from, and feel good about doing for my almost 30 year old body. Happy birthday me, almost, nearly, will be in less than 2 months. We're going to be a
frickin' fabulous 30. Just you wait and see.
Lord have mercy! Why would I DO that to myself? Well, here is the thing... I'm going to be 30 this year. While this number generally doesn't bother me at all (seriously, I could care less about age in the grand scheme of things) the knowledge that certain things start slowing down and not taking care of themselves so well after such numbers DOES worry me. It's not like I have ever been a thin girl. Or even a fantastically fit girl. I was an athlete and very active all while I was growing up, but I was never one to lift weights or run or eat anything in particular to increase my chances of weighing less. I never really cared. I think it came down to the fact that I have always been well endowed. Really well endowed. "Wear-two-tight-fitting-super-support-sports-bras-while-playing-soccer-to-control-hideous-bouncing" really endowed. You get the idea. So moving on. Because of said lumps I have oddly kind of felt it all sort of ... balanced out. Can you imagine have (natural) DD's and weighing 120lbs? That would be obscene. So 145-150 is fine in my books. I think I wear it well. However, I weigh ... more than that now. I am honestly not even sure how much. I just know a significant more because I can no longer wear size 10 jeans or 12 for that matter ... and some days not even 14. Some days, girlfriends, I just wear a skirt. I throw in the towel and say,"You've beaten me today, waist. But tomorrow is a new day." However, lately there have been less and less new days. There have been too many skirt days. Too many clothing concessions altogether. So I've decided, in honor of my 30th birthday and my never-existent-and-quickly-fading-even-more metabolism that I am going to start my own fitness regime. I'm still working it through in my head what I want it to include. All I know is I want it to be something I know I will stick to, get results from, and feel good about doing for my almost 30 year old body. Happy birthday me, almost, nearly, will be in less than 2 months. We're going to be a frickin' fabulous 30. Just you wait and see.
5 comments:
I made that commitment last year at this time! I went from a size 18 to a size 10, I am very close to a size 8 right now! I love how it has empowered me to know I can accomplish any thing! I am worth the effort! As you are! Good luck! If you ever need encouraging words let me know.
I'm turning 29 in 2009. I think I will be more sad this year than turning 30 in 2010. :(
we all do what we gotta do. Do it now before you reach 50. Its ALOT harder after 50.
Go for it baby. Maybe this year I will actually see that rockin body in person.
What is this annoying music and how do we turn it off??
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