Which brings me to why I am doing the dreaded deplored exercising: my increasing size. *sigh*
Since moving to Waco, I feel like I Texas sized. Slowly, the pounds have added up to the point that this summer, I can't wear any of my cute summer clothes. The ones I do wear are being stretched to their limit. I had to buy a couple new things just to feel comfortable. And, the necessary size did not make me happy.
Shall I be honest? Last year I comfortably wore size 8. This year, I need size 12. WHAT?
HOW? Simple, my activity level dropped when I stopped walking the dogs. My eating habits haven't changed. Plus, I know it is wrong, but I am hoping my thyroid medication needs to be changed (should hear back from the doctor by tomorrow about this). And, I haven't taken my vitamins the way I should this past year which could be an additional factor.
The solution: Community! Accountability!! At the beginning of the summer, I joined a "10x10 challenge" in an attempt to lose 10 pounds in 10 weeks. Totally doable. Or, so I thought. I started logging all food intake averaging about 1100 calories per day. I started taking my vitamins again on a much more regular basis. I did NOT start exercising at this point. Over the 10 weeks I lost, drumroll please, 1 pound.
Not a smashing success by any means. But, I did get back into previous good habits which had helped keep the weight off. And, it showed me the regain wasn't totally food related. I needed to begin exercising again.
The challenge ended, but not my determination to lose the weight. I started walking every morning (except Sunday) and at night if I can get a family member to walk with me. It's VERY dark at night in my neighborhood, so even though it is safe here, I want company. The weight is slowly dropping and the size 12s are slightly loose. Steps in the right direction.
Speaking of steps, Saturday I walked on this lovely trail.