2:03 am on March 15, 2016
After looking at pictures of myself from 2012, I've decided to give being fit a reboot. Mich 3.0. I've been ignoring the creeping fat on my hips for years, let the bad habits slide, excuses, excuses. I'm 43. I don't want to sit in this big body again. I'd like to slim down. I don't need to be thin; I know that at 125 pounds I was having headaches and cold sweats and the shakes. Sitting down in front of the laptop every day has slowed me down. I've become lazy with exercise, so totally lazy. It's not going to happen if I sit and wish it to happen. There has to be action.
I was looking at old pictures that I had stored in Dropbox and remembered how I felt back in 2012, sporting a shorter haircut and standing in an Old Navy dressing room wearing a white and blue shirt. I felt fat, even back then. Dissatisfied. So imagine how I feel now? Triple-y so. Ready to make a change again, a lasting one.
It won't be perfect, but it will be better than I was an hour ago. That's how change happens.