Today is the first day of me getting my act together. It's an auspicious day for it - one year ago tonight I made a very bad choice that, while it gave me the wonderful life I have now, also ended up doing me a lot of damage. Not only that, but some friends are recording what could very possibly be their final album tonight . . . June 12th has become a day for turning points.
I woke up yesterday and realized that, though I had lost 50 lbs. last year, 20 of them had crept back up on me.
That is unacceptable.
So here are my stats:
Female, 26 years old, 5'8", 170lbs
I don't have a weight loss goal. I'll just get disappointed. Instead, my goal is to work out every day between now and Heavy Rebel. This will be a challenge as I'm going to NH for Bike Week for much of next week and will have to make something up while I'm in the boonies.
I'm hoping if I take control of myself physically I'll get more focus mentally. I'll be able to get new acts together more easily (I'm a burlesque dancer - lets face it, the working out will benefit that too), I'll hopefully become more organized, perhaps inspired to write . . . who knows?
I did my workout today at 7am, 30 minutes on the elliptical in our basement. It felt weird to be doing something healthy down there, usually it's a den of inequity, full of cigarette smoke and half empty PBR cans.
