Finding Self-Esteem in Exercise
I am approaching the two-month mark on my decision to live a healthier lifestyle. A death in the family and the horrendous tubing trip led to almost a week-long fall off the wagon, but I was determined not to let a lapse turn into a relapse.
I’m trying not to stick too closely to the scale, as I believe that can lead to doubts and loss in self-esteem. Instead, I am going to let my loose clothes, compliments, and overall feeling of wellness speak for my success.
However, after a month or two, one’s pound-droppage starts to plateau. It’s time to ante up on the exercise!
Now, for someone who sits at a cubicle for the majority of her day and gets teased because every single time she walks from one building to the next, she trips at least once, I am probably not the best candidate for major athletics. In fact, anything involving a ball terrifies me, which is funny, since I regularly attempt to play tennis (hey, one day, Roger Federer will come to his senses and realize I’m The One). And on my second day of my job, I thought it would be great to tackle the walking trail that circled the perimeter of the main building and the garden (I still think it’s awesome that we have a garden at work). I gave myself a goal of walking the circle six times and would try to build up from there.
I walked two laps. I thought I was going to die.
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