Day 5

A great day! Started out badly because I didn't sleep well, but I cleaned my kitchen and my bathroom, went shopping, and even helped my son carry his groceries up to his apartment--up stairs. I normally would just sit in the car while he made two trips. Not today. I made myself move. Being conscious of this is a good idea. I feel like I have to have something to write every day, so this sort of focuses me. Not everyone needs this, but clearly I do. I hope I can keep this up!

Day 3 and 4

So last night I couldn't post because the Internet was down all over the county. Hmm. But I did alright. Nothing fabulous--but I did take the stairs! For those who are not in my heavily-laden type body, this doesn't mean much. But if you're carrying around what I am, you know this means something, right? And again today--I hit the stairs. I have to give myself a minute at the top of the stairs so I'm not panting walking into class when I teach, but otherwise it was good for me. My daughter caught me being lazy today, though. I had to pick up Jeremy (which likely means nothing to you, but he rents a room from me) and drop him off at work. But instead of going into the house to get him, I texted him to tell him I was there. Bad me. I'm not going to do that again. I'm going to get out of the car, go in, and get whomever. Stop being lazy!

Day 2 - what a poo

Didn't do as well today. Walked to my office the long way. Good. Walked back. Good. Had monster migraine all evening and feel like doing nothing. Not so good. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. I think I'm going to have to forgive myself every once in a while, but the second day? So annoyed with my dumb head. But not annoyed enough to try to accomplish something. Glad no one is reading this yet!

October 24, 2011

It's an odd day to begin, but I believe that when I feel the desire to do something like this, if I put it off until I feel like doing it, it just won't happen. So here goes...

I don't know what I weigh. On purpose. I don't own a scale. It isn't about what I weigh or how I look. This is about being able to live the life I know I want to live. I'm tired of being embarrassed because the shortest little jaunt makes me sweat and pant. But I hate exercising and I don't stick with programs. So this is my effort to make changes by doing something simple: stop being lazy. I don't have to do much--just move.

So today I had to walk from my car to my office and back--probably a total of a half mile. The trip to my office requires walking up a steep little sidewalk and up a small flight of stairs, so I usually find a reason to sit on the bench at the top of the sidewalk for a few. Not today. I walked around the building to make the "uphill climb" a little less steep, even though it's farther. But I didn't stop. Okay, not much. But it's a beginning.

This evening my son called and wanted a ride to the grocery store. I've been avoiding going out of laziness, but today I went and walked all the aisles. Tonight I cleaned up the kitchen (the dishes have been sitting a couple days). I am feeling pretty pleased with day one. It's a good beginning.