Well I am trying to write a Fitness Friday post for my girl Julie, I just love her.  But not feeling like I am a good example at all.

I lost a lot of weight back in 2000 but after my pops died, I just didn’t care anymore and let it all come back on.  In fact, seemed like I was purposely not caring for myself and putting it all back on.

Well now I am a whole lot of woman.  I am sweet, smart and full of charisma, but that doesn’t help me get motivated.  Fact is I can’t go past two weeks on plans I make for myself.

Excuses!  I always have an excuse.  Recently its been the stress, ankle pain, miscarriage, lack of sleep, the babies getting sick, then me getting sick oh and breaking my toe, running out of the right foods in the house, can’t afford it and just plain not feeling like it.

Depression!  I start out motivated and doing a great job, but then I get mad at myself for getting in this position in the first place.  I mean really, if I would have kept my head on, not ballooned up and I wouldn’t be totally  PO’d at myself for being the size that I am.

I have to change the cycle.  My health is great.  My heart is happy except for the occasional spasm (cardiologist said is normal.)  But that is not going to last.  I am asking organs, muscles and joints to work triple time to support me and my fat habit!  It has to end.  I have to make choices that I know my body deserves.  It has been good to me and I need to be good back to it.

I don’t have a plan and I don’t know my next step.  What I do know is I am going to forgive myself and I am going to start making healthy choices.  I am going to tell myself the same thing I am going to tell Julie.

I love you hun.  It will be ok, all of it!  BIG HUGS..

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