Get fit in February Challenge- Day 1

There it is, my tootsies on my VERY dusty scale.  I have been looking at the other postings and already feel like I don't belong here.  But I have thought it out and realize that fitness is more than a number and everyone's number and comfort zone are different.  I am not here to win the contest, no way that I can (it's ok, really, not here to win).  But I am putting myself out there for the public accountability.  So here I am.

 

For me, this is the most I've weighed.  Even more than I weighed on the days I gave birth, by 10 pounds.  I know my weight is a healthy number, but I don't feel fit.  I tire too quickly.  I would love more energy.  I have too many aches and pains for someone my age, even though 40 is fast approaching.  I eat junk.  I enjoy food that is good for me, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE junk food and the crap that will cause a heart attack at age 50.  All those signs that I am not in good shape, regardless of the number on the scale.

 

I have hired a personal trainer to come to my house starting Tuesday, for a few weeks, couple of times a day.  This is by far the snobbiest thing I've ever done.  I have tried the gym route.  I have dusty exercise equipment in my house.  It's just not getting me off my ass to do anything.  So my hope is that Ronda will hold me accountable, teach me the habits I need, then maybe I will be more fit.  Additionally, I am looking at knee surgery in April and have started physical therapy now to make sure my recovery is faster and easier, since things like that only get worse as we get older.

 

Yes, I know for my height, my weight is fine (for the record I am 5'7" tall).  I know that doing some exercise and reducing my junk food will cause me to drop a few pounds and that if I am not careful, I am the type that could lose too much and no be healthy.

 

So, today's breakfast was half a cinnamon roll, 2 pieces of breakfast sausage, a big bowl of fresh fruit (strawberries, raspberries, pineapple and bananas) and half a cup of coffee.  Not too bad, got to eat the stuff I think is yummy, but didn't eat too much of the bad stuff.