2012 started with me wanting to do so many things differently. There was so much stress at the end of 2011 that I literally wanted to start over again. Don't get me wrong, I have a great life with so many wonderful friends, a great husband and 2 fabulously active boys. But, I fell off the bandwagon in May 2010 and it had been a slow decline since then.
Throw in a move and Christmas in the month of December and I vowed to myself that 2012 I would get back to me again. I had these wonderful plans of a whole body cleanse; I toasted to the boys on New Year's that I was going to yell less and be more patient; and for sure I was going to give up Diet Coke.
Let's just say that 13 days into the New Year I had failed miserably at all of those. Not a big deal, I know...life could be much worse. But, I was getting grumpier and grumpier and all I really wanted to do was sit on my couch and watch TV.
So, Sunday I decided that was enough. Pete took the boys swimming and I hit the treadmill. Not hard, but I hit it. I got out of bed on Monday and went back to the Y...this time to hit the bike and the treadmill. And, wonders didn't cease there. I was not called to sub today so I made it to the Y a third day in a row. I told Pete on the way to drop the boys off at school today that I'm already feeling better about myself. I pray that I can keep up the momentum from here on out. It's hard to believe that just 2 years ago I ran a half marathon.
But....we'll start small. I'm going to Zumba tomorrow night for the first time with a friend. Lack of coordination and all, I'm really looking forward to it.
I have 145 days until our beach vacation, and I am promising myself that I will not be ashamed of my bathing suit pictures this year. In fact, I want to be proud of them.
Now, if I can only learn how to give up that Diet Coke!
