Yay me!

So, the other when I was so frustrated about exercising and all that: well I did something about it.

After I wrote my little rant, I become rather sulky. Seriously sulky. I just kept thinking "Well, I guess I'll just stay fat for the rest of my life." And on, and on. I actually was pretty fearful. I don't think I've ever felt that fearful before, at least not about my weight. I just always assumed I had plenty of time to lose weight. Now that I'm in the backend of my 20s, I'm finding myself stunned by how much of life I've missed out on. And the thought of not exercising, of giving up YET AGAIN, scared the crap out me. So, I actually said to myself, "Or, I could make a different choice."

I was still worried about being able to swim in my friend's pool and I love swimming. LOVE IT. I don't want to quit my pool workouts. I decided to look into local gyms, which I did....and chickened out. Well, chickened out and decided I couldn't afford to join. Mostly chickened out (I am not ready to bare my swimsuit-clad butt in public, especially a public consisting of toned bodies). So, I made a different choice: I decided to make my schedule match my friend's. This required me to lose a bit of sleep for some night swimming, but I think my commitment to exercise is more important that losing a bit of sleep (I know, sleep is important for weight-loss and feeling good, but, mentally and emotionally, I needed to not break the habit of working out, rather than continuing the habit of getting a full-night's sleep). We did a little night swimming, and I felt fantastic afterwards. It just relaxes me and the whole endorphins-thing is so true! Plus, I was so proud. It's what I have to do for now: I have to continue to make good choices and create good habits. So, YAY!