Well, the journey continues, I walked the dog yesterday and did the Boot Camp 2 circuit. I was supposed to take the day off today but instead I walked the dog for twenty minutes. I then proceeded to take down a tree until my neighbor offered to chop them down with his electrical saw. Bummer, I love manual labor ( I really Do). I grew up doing yard work, digging, sweating in the Texas heat. I feel like I am mowing my lawn everyday.
I literally mow the grass year round. It sucks but today I sweated my booty off. I wasn’t hot just exhausted. I may have overdone it but I loved being motivated to do something. Earlier in the day, I was downtown in my small city and we were once named Maxim’s Fattest City. For a little while, there were free events. Get fit kinda things but now nada.
I saw so many large and obese people, myself included, and wondered How long till we say enough! Like any other addiction, the person in trouble needs to make a change. We cannot become complacent in our situations and pretend the numbers mean nothing. Numbers mean everything, I am not happier now.
I cannot just accept my weight knowing I did nothing to prevent it. As Latinas, we have a higher risk of Diabetes and Heart Disease, but what do we do to prevent it. I am not doing this to be thin but to be healthy. Maybe to run a race with my younger brother. Maybe run a race with my own son or daughter.
This is the test to see if I can exercise the minimum 30 minutes a day. Only 55 more days to go!