So I've nearly gained back all the weight I lost a year and a half ago.
*sigh*
Part of me desperately wants to throw in the towel. It would be so easy, right, to just eat what I want, work out only minimally and scratch of my Weight Watchers meetings from the weekly calendar?
But. . .
I've lost it before and I think, I hope, I've learned a lesson here. When the weight comes off I simply cannot congratulate myself with a sundae and go back to my old habits. And with a father deceased from heart disease and a step-father recovering from by-pass it is more than my pants size I worry about. My lungs, my muscles, my bones, and my soul will benefit from healthier habits and some lost fat.
So it is back to the grind stone. My old excuses of not enough time to work out (getting my ass out of bed even 30 minutes earlier would help) or not enough money to eat healthier foods (let's face it eating LESS means buying LESS) just aren't going to cut it.
So here I go again. . . I hope to start tracking my journey here once more.
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Today--10 minutes pilates warm up and stretching; 50 minutes high intensity cardio aerobics, home video