So, today I make a change. I'm vowing to lose 30 lbs by September 30. I need to start eating healthier, drinking more water, paying attention to what goes into my mouth, I need to exercise.
Fifteen years ago I weighed 127 lbs and passed the physical fitness test to get into the USMC. Now I can't even remember how to exercise and last about 5 minutes.
I know how to cook, but at the same time I don't. I make junk and eat it, but I need to be eating balanced, nutritious meals.
I need to do this for me, no matter how much my hubby says he loves me as is. I need to get ahead of this before I fall into the same traps that earned my grandmother a life-ending heart attack. What better day to do it than what would have been her 93rd birthday.
For Gramma and for me.