Life Change

I'm too lazy embarrassed to go back through my blog and count the times that I said I was going to start dieting and excercising. To be honest, every time I wrote a post I really did want to start. But I didn't want it enough and never did. When my husband used to talk about wanting eat better, work out, etc. I used to all always say, "when you're ready to really do the work, you'll do it." So I took my own advice and just started.

And oh my goodness, it has surely been the best decision I've made in a LONG time!

I officially started my diet last Monday, so it's officially been over a week since I've started. I decided that I would simply change my diet, and would worry about working out later. By the end of the first week, I had lost a little over four pounds and was slightly encouraged to keep going, but felt like four pounds was just a small drop in the bucket of what I really wanted to lose.

I downloaded an app on my iPad called "My Fitness Pal" and it's been a lifesaver. I honestly don't know that I'd still be sticking with this new routine if it weren't for that app. Basically it's all about accountability. You can track what you eat and it tells you how many calories, etc. are in each meal and reminds you what you have left for the day. You can enter your weight daily, measurements whenever you want to and set goals for yourself. It's been an essential part of the start of my weightloss.

I figured that after about a month I'd start hitting the gym, but yesterday something super, totally WIERD happened. I was craving a workout. At first I thought maybe I was just tired of being cooped up in the office all day, but by the time I got home I was itching to put on my running shoes and workout clothes and I was rummaging through drawers looking for headphones. I can't lie, if the gym wasn't literally across the street from my apartment, I probably could have shut myself up and settled for 10 jumping jacks and an apple. But the gym IS outside my front door, so off I went. And it wasn't terrible! I spent about 30 minutes on the elliptical before heading home to attempt p90x with my sister. I say attempt because as it turns out, the horror that was the first 15 minutes of the DVD (during which I had to stop about 234 times) was actually only the warmup.So I've got a ways to go but I've already lost five pounds so I can't be hurting anything by trying...

It might sound silly, but I have this image of what I'll look like when Ethan gets home and what I look like now is not it. I can't wait to surprise E and make myself proud with what my results will be in May.

I can't believe I'm actually excited about dieting and working out... who would have thought?