I've been a part of the digital age for awhile now. I'll always be an internet kid, so I guess it makes sense that the only way I can achieve goals is to blog about it for accountability. Narcissism or the age in which we live?
It's been 13 1/2 months since giving birth. Thirteen months ago I envisioned myself to be svelte, in a bikini, with long flowing golden hair. I don't know why - I was never fit to begin with, though looking back at old pictures of myself I truly wish I would have been less harsh while looking in the mirror. I'd give my left pinky toe to look like I did 2 years ago.
Here I am. Blogging to, who? Whom? Anyone? Regardless I'll be here, blogging about my weight loss journey, my exercise habits, and why sweating is really, really annoying.
I'll start today, with a goal of exercising every single day for at least one hour. Is that ambitions or not enough? We'll see. I took up jogging earlier this year and for some reason I just stopped. I think I lost my iPod and didn't feel like running without it, and once the baby took it out of her hiding place I never started running again.
Today's goal, one hour of exercise. I may go swimming today, provided it doesn't rain, though it looks fairly windy so I think I'll stick with power walking.
Listening to: Glass by Bat for Lashes