Exercise Happens...

This morning I did 20 squats and 20 wall push-ups.  I have to begin working out sometime, right? And I have to begin somewhere, right?  All of this came about because I have a few friends on Facebook who have been posting their workout stuff - now, granted, I usually just look at the ones from the skinny people and just kind of get depressed.  But one lady, who is bigger, posted her information and I had two simultaneous thoughts run through my head, and I think this probably is a testament to the devil on one shoulder and an angel on another :).  The first was, "I'm really proud of her, she cares about herself and is doing something about it."  The other was, "OMG she's going to lose more weight than me..." *grins*.  Horrible, I know, but I try to be honest about the things going on in my life, even if there aren't really that many people reading my blog.

SO - I got up and did some exercises.  First time in like ages when I've been saying "I need to get some exercise" that I actually got up and did some.  Maybe that's what I need to get my butt off the couch and moving - some competition.

I need to remember that I have to start SOMEwhere.  That's the big issue. So, I'm stopping in to give a report on what I've done so far today - not sure if I necessarily want to post it on Facebook for 1500 friends to see, but maybe that's what I need - an audience to watch me and hold me accountable.  Live my life publicly and out loud on purpose.  Show the world that I have nothing to hide...except my dirty house that we still haven't cleaned... >.>

Club 420

Found out today that a friend of mine just entered the hospital, and that she'll be having her baby tomorrow - on my birthday!  I can't tell you how excited that makes me - another friend who was born on same day and same year as me have been texting back and forth because we're so excited about this fact :D.  YAY CLUB 420!! (And no, this is not for marijuana :) )

So I need to make sure that THIS is the year that I make the changes I need to in order to save my life.  No more fooling around - and the only way this is going to happen is by the power of the Holy Spirit, because food has become my comfort in times of stress, depression, joy, and boredom (and all of those other excuses I need to eat what I want, when I want, and how much of it).  I say this all the time - and I should stop declaring it because sometimes I wonder if that's not what is destroying me before I even start - BUT - it's time.  And I'll try to keep up with it on this blog as well.

So, wish me luck and pray for me, readers.  It's time to make a change and it's not going to be easy.