First I need to say that today I am ALSO at East for Green Eyes and My Writing Journey, talking about my... erm... unconventional path toward publishing.
And besides that... yesterday one of our fellows had a SUPER-helpful post on all the things we sort of need to have in mind on the off chance we ever get that infamous elevator ride, and then a chance to expand on our tale... I've actually archived Roland's Nazca lines for Writers, as I will want to come back to it, but I also wanted to share it with you.
This is a biggie for me... WHY do I want to do this? Why put myself through the
In fact I'd really like to be hot. There. I said it. I am vain and petty and low... erm... not low enough to wear make-up every day, mind you, but low enough that I don't want people saying “Gads, I didn't know Hart was fat.”
Now I know that is sort of an exaggeration... I've always been... erm... statuesque? And there has never been a person who accused me of being a pixie. And up to about 20 pounds lower, my weight distributes well enough that the description BIG (though would-be world dominatrixes prefer the term Amazon Goddess) has always been more apt than fat. But I've crossed the line and stayed across for about four years now, and it is time to get back below that threshold, and if tapping a little vanity is what's needed, I am ON BOARD.
Bye-Bye Obstacle #1
It is SO CLOSE to above freezing in Michigan! (never mind we are getting snow yet again on Friday)... But I can convince myself to commit to a month of the elliptical machine if I know sunny walks are on their way. Every year I live in Michigan, I think I become more 'bear'. Come November, I really just want to hunker down and hybernate and it gets SO HARD to keep up my fitness routine (oh for the day I am rich with no day job and I can go to a gym at 10 in the morning!) At the Mo, though, we are BROKE (no membership fees available) and my work hours and family life are bad for working out anyway. I've trained myself to WRITE in the evenings, the only non-committed time I have.
I have a book release date, FINALLY. It is a LONG time from now, June 2012, but I really need to be comfortable in goddess mode by then, yes? Erm... okay, maybe we are back to the vanity on this one...
So I figure 45 marks my half way point in this life, yes? Isn't it really just good thinking to start that second half as hot as possible? *shifty *
Two things: Commit and stay committed to my 4 days of power exercise (in addition to the walking to work, which I have never dropped). COUNT points (yes, weight watchers)--I can join free online. I've resisted because you know... I already live online... but maybe if that's where I am, that is where I should be... if that makes sense. I've also heard about something called SparkPeople that is a fitness online gig that I think I will look into. But I know for a fact if I really count points and exercise, that will do it. (Oh, and when my tax money shows up, I am buying better walking shoes—the last pair fell apart)
Now I don't want to bore all of you with all this, but I DO need some accountability, so... because W begins both Wednesday and Weight, I think I need to check in with just a sentence or two every Wednesday from here on out... I will keep it brief though...
So there you have it... my intention to get fit in the last third of a year in the last year of the first half of my life... erm... or something.