Today is THE day. The day I start looking after myself again, eating healthier and getting exercise. I figure if I say it out loud, and put it out there in the blogosphere, it will make me more determined to stick to my new regime.
I’m not overweight, not by any means. I was always the girl everyone hated, the girl who couldn’t gain weight if she tried. But that changed a few years ago, it must be part of the aging process… POOH! About 4 years ago I put on weight for the first time in my life, and it freaked me out, so I stopped having KFC for lunch everyday, joined the gym and became a lot more concerned with what I put into my body. I lost the few kilos I’d gained and kept it off for about 2 years. I even dropped a couple more kilos to become the thinnest I’d ever been. I wasn’t unhealthily skinny, I was just enjoying working out so much that I spent an hour and a half in the gym five days a week. Being pear-shaped I was pretty damn happy to fit into size 9 jeans (I wouldn’t even dream of fitting into size 8!).
Stumble It!