Day One and Two

The school semester is winding down, affording me precious energy and time to jump back into weight loss. I couldn't be more excited! Here's a re-cap of the last two days.

Wed. April 18th, 2012
Ate turkey wrap and chips/salsa
CafeSteamer

Exercised 30 minutes on the elliptical

Thurs. April 19th, 2012
Ate turkey sandwich and chips/salsa
CafeSteamer for dinner

Exercised 15 minutes (run/jog) on the treadmill, 15 minutes on the elliptical, about 20 mins clogdancing

Gina Getting Her Groove Back!

They say the world may end this year. Oddly enough, 2012 has seen a drastically different Gina than the girl who lived just a few years ago… I wear makeup now. I care about how my clothes fit and look on my body. I accessorize. I worry about my weight and then actually do things about it! I fall in love and out of love. I emphasize my assets and direct attention away from my faults (which I somehow no longer see as my entire body, head to toe, just a select few things here and there). I speak up in public about issues I have an opinion about, whether that be a topic in a classroom discussion or a problem being put forth at work by my boss or a co-worker. I don’t keep friends around who belittle or estrange or annoy me. The people in my life are positive forces that make me a better person and I hope I return the favor. I stride toward the future and seek knowledge. I don’t shy away from challenges and new experiences. 

My life is my own, I’m in the driver’s seat, I make all the executive decisions. I sometimes fall, I sometimes stumble, I sometimes stop; but I just as soon recuperate, rejuvenate, and start forward again.  What or who can I thank for such changes?  

Myself. I woke up one morning, one magical life-changing morning, and decided enough was enough. I was tired of being so tired. I was disgusted with myself for letting laziness and lack of drive rule my life. I woke up wondering where Gina had stopped being Gina and had begun being an excuse. 

If you want something bad enough, you’ll make it happen. If not, you’ll make excuses. Excuses no longer stop my life in its tracks. My life has become about nothing more than living. Join me?