No, those are not my measurements (those would be strange measurements). Or the size of my bedroom (how nice would that be though?). It's my goal. It may be a lofty goal, but I'm gonna try dammit!
See, I'm turning 40 (WTF??????) in October. October 21st. 7 1/2 months away. 40! FORTY!!!! In approximately 220 days. I could grab a calendar and count but I barely have time to count to 10, let alone 200 something.
Last year I started the Couch 2 5k program. Basically, it's for lumps like me who suck at exercise, and run like Phoebe from Friends. Here's a visual: Phoebe Running I did it for a few months before my bum hip started acting up making it nearly impossible to even walk. Sucks getting old!
I'm not a flexible person. Physically that is. I can barely touch my toes. Hell, my knees even. When I drop something I have to plot out a plan of attack to pick it up that usually involves kitchen tongs, or calling one of my kids to come get it for me.
Overall, I'm just not an active person. My parents weren't...which is probably why I'm not. The most active I saw my parents be was before we had a remote control, and they would have to get up from their chair, walk to the TV, and "turn" the channel! Remember those TVs? Perhaps some of you don't. The one in my bedroom was black & white. But hey, I had a TV in my bedroom. That was cool!! Anyhow...I'm not proud of it, and I'd like to change it. But I'm going to have to get creative, you know, with my bum hip and all.
Long story short, I want to lose 40 lbs. by my 40th (did I mention I'm turning 40??) birthday. Starting.....NOW! First order of business: portion control. My plan is to put the amount of food I would normally eat on my plate, and then remove some. It's a simple start, but it's a start.
At least I'm not turning 50 this year. Wish me luck! I'll keep you all posted.