At the risk of being a total fucking new years resolution cliche': "New Year, New You!" Gag. Unfortunately that's where I am today, the first day of 2017. Something needs to change for the positive. For me, blogging is my best tool get on and stay on "track".
I'm in a terrible "place". I tried to lose 20 lbs and I gained 10! WTF is that!?!?! I haven't moved a muscle for two consectutive days in months! I can feel my HDL & LDL numbers shifting to unhealthy levels. Nothing about my body works as well as it did a year ago. I'm flabby, tired & crabby, lazy as shit and my brain is turning to mush. The worst and most concerning part is that I'm fairly apethetic to these changes.
I hate being chubby and lazy. I hate not caring that I'm chubby and lazy. Chubby and lazy are not adjectives I choose to define me. As they say in re-hab ... a place I haven't actually been FYI ... the first step to getting better is acknowledging you have a problem.
At it's core, this is an exercise blog for middle-old pre/post/and-all-the-awful-stages-in-between menopausal women. If you are, plan to be, or are related to someone who falls into this category, you may be interested in following along as I explore the adventures of estrogen - or lack thereof.
I pledge to really, really try not to be too boring about food intake and exercise minutes - though, in my defense, those topics are inherently fucking boring and also necessary to track. I also pledge to limit the amount of time I ruminate on the mysteries of the width of my waistline...and back fat.
So here we go again My Friends! Good Luck to us all!