So today I ran. I say ran, actually it was a mess of walking now fast, jogging and wheezing uncontrollably. But I did it.
I want to be healthy, oh how I want that. I can diet all I like but I'll never have a figure I can be happy with unless I exercise.
I hate running, I've always hated running. But today I changed how I looked at it. Instead of thinking 'oh my god I have to make myself run a marathon' I decided to just jog slowly away from my house and see how I did. And I ended up seeing it as a run away from who I was yesterday, towards a healthier, happier me. Towards the me I will be tomorrow and every day after. Towards freedom from this feeling of helplessness.
Today I looked an absolute fool, a sweaty, wheezy, unfit fool. But I did it anyway, because I have to start somewhere.
I will admit I had a treat YumYum today but I also am refusing to beat myself up about it, one YumYum won't be the undoing of this newfound effort (6 or 7 would but not 1!).
I will do this, for myself and no-one else, because that's the only way I'll be able to keep at it.
And if I can do it, anyone can ??