Every year I make goals for myself. I tell myself that I will eat healthier, I will get in shape and I will complete something off of my “bucket list”
This year I am actually accomplishing it.
This year I have started exercising. Something that I dread doing, but end up loving as soon as I get in the thick of it.
I struggle with making time for myself. Someone is always needing help, always needing a hug, always needing a snack. By the time I get a moment to myself I’m exhausted, and all I want to do is sit and veg.
Today I changed that. When the babies were napping I took an hour to myself, and instead of sitting and eating the bag of chips, I exercised. It wasn’t anything crazy (no p90X here!) it was just some good ol’ Wii fit plus.
Some yoga, some strength and lots of fun.
Tomorrow, I’m going to do it again.
Because I want to.
I have a few goals.
Number one is obviously to lose weight.
I want to lose 20lbs (I can’t remember if I mentioned that in my Battle Baby Bulge series)
Numero two, exercise every day.
Number three, try something new.
I have always wanted to start cycling.
Numero four, maintain my goal weight (130) for a year.