Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Aches and Pains

How do I know it's time for me start hitting the gym, again? When I decide to go surfing and a 60-year-old man is less winded than I am when paddling out past the waves. Or...when I decide to go for a five mile steep hike with three other women and I am in last place. I survived, but I HATE being in last place. So, I am back on my health kick. I am given one body and I haven't treated it the best these last few month. Less gym time, my parties, more junk food. It's time to get back in shape. I am only 10-15 pounds away from my goal weight, the closest I have ever been and for some reason, I always feel ready to sabotage myself around this time. I need to turn that attitude around. Maybe it's covering The Biggest Loser that is making me feel this way, or the fact that the finale is around the corner and I'll be facing the trainers and I want to impress them, or the fact I have friends visiting next month, or the fact I have a Vegas reunion with friends I hadn't seen in years coming up, or the fact I am in a wedding in Boulder, but, whatever it is, I feel ready to achieve my goal and to keep it!
My next assigned show is Nashville Star, I wonder if I will begin to feel the urge to take up country singing? Hmmm. 

1 comment:

Modern Mama said...

You don't want those Biggest Loser people looking better than you! I always hate that in the finale! But, 10 to 15 pounds is nothing. You can do that!
--MM