Day One

So, after my wake up call Wednesday, I took it easy Thursday and decided to give myself one last "hurrah!" before overhauling my eating habits. Like, for real this time.

I still didn't go completely nuts over the weekend but I gave myself permission to eat how I pleased and cake pleased me. So. Yeah. There was cake. I was celebrating my sister's birthday, after all.

Anyway, after a weekend of indulgence, today is the first day of my new life. Or what I hope will be a new life. I ate chocolate cheerios with almond milk and water for breakfast, had a "we've got to change this eating out habit and start walking" conversation with at least one of my work friends and ate a cheese stick and water at first break. I packed a sandwich and an apple for lunch today  and brought a pretty glass to drink water from. I have my new walking shoes under my desk waiting for my 3pm walk and  I have salad fixin's and a chicken breast waiting at home for my supper.

Here's to hoping that this is the first day of a lifetime of healthy eating and healthy habits.

I do have one thing to encourage me in this journey. Besides the fact that getting healthy will avert a heart attack! One of the things (besides my bad habits) that was hindering me from losing weight in recent months could be the fact that my hypothyroid medication wasn't working effectively which tossed my thyroid out of whack again. So, doctor increased my medication and said that once my thyroid gets regulated again, I should have an easier time losing weight. By easier, I know he didn't mean over night and without effort but it would be nice if the effort I DO put into losing weight actually showed results! ;)

3:21pm

So I just got back from my first walk in my new shoes. Maybe the shoes weren't such a good fit afterall. Or maybe my feet just hate shoes that much. I can't tell. Either way, my feet are all tingly and my toes are kinda rubbed weird. I think it's a little bit of both. Bad fit on feet that hate shoes. haha

But I walked a fairly good distance for the first time out in a long time. Probably not a quarter of a mile but I'm kinda sorta proud of myself. Neither of my friends went with me. One because I didn't actually invite her or even tell her what's going on with me. The other didn't go because she didn't have her walking shoes with her and the boots she's wearing hurt her feet. Tomorrow, she says, she'll go with me.

I kinda prefer walking alone, though. Setting my own pace, soaking in the peace and quiet. Giving myself silent pep talks. It's kinda nice to walk alone. I know most people like to exercise or walk in groups but not me. As with most things, I prefer my solitude.

On to tomorrow! Fingers still crossed that I get through the night with solid healthy choices. :-)