Living healthy....

I just read an article on CNN.com that disclosed what it's like to change your lifestyle from one of not caring about the 6 donuts you just shoved in your mouth to one advocated by the Federal Government via USDA guidelines on making sure you eat according to the food pyramid.  I felt like I wrote it.  The first two weeks (ok, who am I kidding, 4 weeks is more realistic) are hard. You absolutely feel consumed by paying attention to portions and what to eat, and what not to eat. Making sure you are working out enough.  Making sure that you change up the workout so you don't plateau and scream in rage as the scale doesn't move.  It just plain sucks.  BUT, it works.  And that's why it's just that much more difficult.  THEY, the anonymous assholes who come up with these "guidelines" are right.  You look better, you feel better, and gosh darn it, you like yourself and admitting that THOSE guys are right is like rubbing gourmet sea salt into a festering wound.

I'm down 6 pounds since I started back on my road to being the gal I really want to be.  I'd call that pretty successful and I don't mind patting myself on the back for it.  I don't enjoy working out.  I don't enjoy eating healthy.  But I do enjoy having energy and being able to bound up the stairs without feeling like I'm about to collapse.  I do enjoy not feeling like my jeans are painted on my body.  And I'm enjoying the thought that if I wanted to join my husband for a run during his afternoon PT, I wouldn't embarrass him or myself, by passing out after running 20 feet.  

It's been a good thing getting back into this.  It's a slow process, and a process that will take quite awhile before I get to my "goal".  But it's worth it when my kids join me while I get my ass kicked by Jillian Michaels, because I know that ultimately I do it for them as well as myself.