I have never been the girl to voluntarily work out. NEVER. My dad likes to remind me that when I played soccer in 3rd grade, I played mid-field. I stood in the middle of the field and watched the game. Don't get me wrong. I love to play sports. I played tennis all through high school and was pretty darn good, but I hated (I mean loathed, I mean with all my heart avoided) conditioning.
Fast forward to my sophomore year of college when I was a walk-on for the tennis team. First day of fall practice... run a mile. I about DIED. I was the last girl to finish and I'm sure the coach was thinking "What I have done!" But, over the entire year I worked really hard. I was determined not to be the last girl to finish. By that winter I was running 4 miles... and only have to walk every now and then. By the end of that year I could run 4 miles really easily and was stoked. I didn't continue to play after that year, but man was I in shape. Too bad I didn't keep up with it.
I've never been the skinny girl, but always the athletic tall girl. I am 5'9" and always loved to eat. Last Janurary, I made it a goal to work out at least 5 days a week and get in shape for the wedding. I even lost 3 inches off my waist!!! Then, wedding time came and I was way too busy and dropped the workouts. And then post-wedding time came and I was eating whatever and not working out.
Well, this past Monday I decided to start working out again. Just to get back in shape... and to lose the muffin top over my jeans :)
I'm really proud of myself. I've worked out my 5 days this week!!! I need to focus on eating a little better, but my goal was to start working out and I did it!
Now, let's just see how long it takes for Steven to join me.
