Exercising...

I was going to title this entry "a Love-Hate Experience", but truthfully? I probably will never love exercising. And any one who has around me in the last 10 years knows that I have the body to prove it!  But I also know that I have to lose weight if I am going to be around to enjoy old age. I know that diet alone will not remove the excess poundage. I know I am very unhappy inside of this body. AND I know that exercise is my ticket to freedom.

So with that in mind, I've begun a pilgrimage... on my treadmill. The music is downloaded to the iPod, the shoes are comfy, the water bottle full and off I go... And AMAZINGLY the music is what keeps me moving! I've downloaded music that reminds me of my children... "Slipping Through My Fingers" and  "Feet of a Dancer" for Erin and "Lighthouse Heart" and "Calypso" for Ryan. There are songs there that keep Paul close to my heart: "Dirty Old Town" and "Sweetest of All". Then there's a whole bunch like, "Time Don't Run Out on Me", "You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet!" and "Rhythm of My Heart" - GREAT treadmill topics! Gotta love iPods!

So how am I doing? I am down 15 pounds since October and I can do 30 minutes before the old hip joints start to moan. Not a marathon runner yet, but you have to start somewhere!

And just to show how committed I am to this, here's a before picture of me. Not the most flattering picture in the world, but that's what BEFORE pictures are supposed to be!