A blog about our life after losing our 17 year old son to teenage suicide. We went from a normal middle class family to suicide survivors in a day. It can happen to anyone. This is our story and how we are dealing with rebuilding our life.
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Standing, Walking OH MY
I MADE IT!!!!! Week one down. I whined. There was much pain. A few grumpy mornings. I gained a pound. But I can already tell the difference. The first few days I had my doubts but I know I have this now. I’ll be buff and toned in no time. Once it starts staying light longer I’ll add in some running to go with it and I’ll be fit. I’m 43 years old, have had 3 kids that I’ve used as excuses for 21+ years. Last year I started on my journey. I wish I would have taken “before” pictures then. But I think I figured I’d fail again. Who knew 16 months later I’d have kept the first round of weight off. Now I’m ready for round 2. We did do before pictures this time. (no, I’m not posting them on here) also measured so I can keep track of inches this time also. Jimmie has been a great motivation. He makes sure I get up each morning. He gets me a water or Gatorade ready. He even warmed my jeep up one morning. Working out in the morning has been a lot more beneficial than I imagined it would be. 1. My brain isn’t awake yet so I can’t think about it to much. 2. I’m not taking away from “couple” time or “doggie” time. I’m still home each evening. Just losing a little sleep. 3. I can’t talk myself out of it during the day because it’s already done. Week 2 starts Monday. I’m missing the Saturday class which believe it or not I’m actually a little disappointed to not be going.
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