While on my walk I passed a young girl that I know that was running with her dog. Not jogging, not trotting, but running. It started my thinking. I have never been a particularly small person. I am very German, very Viking which translates into a large frame and large muscles. Although right now I am mostly fat. But in high school when I was playing sports year round I had to wear men's jeans because my thighs and my butt were too big to fit into women's jeans.
So anyways back to my thought process. I was watching her run down the street and I was thinking....RUNNING IS EVIL. I played soccer for 23 years, but running. running to run is EVIL. In high school the first hour of soccer practice was running. I mean like...."OK girls go for your 45 minute run" I dreaded it. I HATED IT. Swimming on the other hand. Let me go swim laps for an hour and I would be a happy campier. Than I started thinking. WOW to have that much energy. WOW to be back down to 170......(that's what I weighed when my husband and I started dating 6 years ago. Six years later, 2 kids 13 months apart, and 3 surgeries later, I have gained almost 100 pounds. HOW DEPRESSING!!!! What to do about? I know I know eat healthier, work out, drink more water, be more active, join a gym. Well in my perfect world I would have a gym membership, I would be a stay at home mom, I could cook and we would have a small work out room so while we watch our evening movie I can jump on the elliptical training and work out. HOWEVER, reality is I cannot cook, I am lucky to go pee by myself, and I feel like more often than not I run around like a chicken with my head cut off.
I have been loosing weight slowly......LET ME STRESS SLOWLY. According to my scale at home I was doing great and than I stood on the scale at the doctors office and I though "OK you added weights to the scale because my scale at home does not say that.......CRAP"....
To be truthful my weakness is that I love sweet things, I love drinking soda, and I do not enjoy eating. I much rather snack all day long and drink soda. I think water is gross, it is bland, and drinking it is a chore. But the older I get the more I have noticed that I enjoy drinking ice cold water. So I am slowly drinking more water. My biggest fear in life is that I am gonna be one of those 380 pound women that cannot get out of bed. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
That was my thought process on my walk tonight.