Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Scratch that, today is Monday. It's not just ANY manic Monday though, today is the first Monday of January and we ALL know what that means. It means promises and resolutions [read: lies we tell ourselves] to get ups in the mood to have a good year. It's a strategy that we folks use at the beginning of the year to motivate ourselves. I'm not downing it...I'm a not only the president I'm also a client.
Today I begin a fitness contest aka tranformation contest called The Thinner Circle. Today I recommitt to the fitness and nutrition goals that I left at the Thanksgiving table two or so months ago.
I actually started a couple days ago but today is the official contest start. I figured if I tried to go cold turkey today I would ikely be a danger to myself and others as I go through sugar withdrawal. This morning however was the first time that I moved my butt in two weeks - and that was painful. My body actually woke before the 5am alarm and I had to talk myself out of just laying in bed and pretending that I ever made any promises. Promises were made to be broken right? I think I remember hearing that somewhere.
Of course after the workout, "I felt so much better" (can you hear the sarcasm?). Seriously though, I really did!
I'm excited about the next 12 weeks. My goal is to lose 30 lbs...did I actually just say that out loud?
