So, I have dropped a size, almost 2 sizes and I have stonger legs, back and arms. It's not a struggle to get out of bed, but I must admit that the gym is a love hate relationship, which I struggle with. With a lovely push, from my husband with those always lovely words, " Have you gone to the gym today" I try to manage to go, I would like to say 3 times a week, but honestly, it is sometimes only one. But, it's still there and the guilt usually gets me there, and then I feel better after I have gone.
I think my biggest problem is I probably don't move enough, so I think I will have to up the walking. Lets see if I can put that to plan. So, things are coming a long, I guess it is all up to me. I am happy with my progress and I am within normal weight for my size. So just a few more kilos and I'm there. Where you ask. Just a happier, healthier me.
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