Today, I finally step on a scale, which I didn't do for months now.
Of course, I didn't especially like that BIG FAT number I saw.
I'm up 16 lb since last December.
I know why too : didn't track my food intake for months, hate way too much, indulge myself with wine and sweet treat much too often considering how little I move my body.
But today, I've stop hiding from that reality I was making for myself.
Many factors occurred in the last couple of days, helping me taking that turn:
Last Tuesday, I took an appointment to asses my physical condition in order to take a Yoga Pilates class. Last year, I was doing Yoga Pilates weekly and getting pretty good at it as I did enjoy that workout. When the instructor meet me, she asked "Why did you ask for an assessment? You're not injured, nor asking to take an advance class?" To my own surprise, I realized that I was just lacking self confidence. I did not trust myself to be able to join a group. I was shocked.
All my last year summer cloth are now much too tight ! Bummer!
Wednesday DH and I took a much too long and too hard bike trip on a very bad condition trail. It was quite an adventure : we were attack by birds, bitten by mosquitoes, ran out of water... and that's the lesser side of it! We are grown ups, we should have known better, but still, we were in an illusion state where we were young and in top shape!!! Reality hurts my friends!!! I guest a 6 hours ride, going up hill 40 km and down hill 20 km really was too much for a first outing!
Anyway, as I went back to walking this morning, ignoring my soaring muscles, I decided that the hiding time has to come to an end.
So, I step on the scale.
I updated my goals.
I'm willing to take some control back over my eating habits.
I have set some new goals.
I'm starting over.
This is a turning point.
Just watch me