Yes. I have contours. I also would say, my contours bring on new meaning to a geographical map! I know I need to lose weight, and I have been trying, until this past summer. Somehow, the distractions of finishing projects and closing down one place....purging years of sentimental paperwork, and packing what really DOES need to go to the new place....it seems to be a validation for not eating healthy, or working out. A validation for that cheeseburger, for that package of M&Ms.
Truth. Yeah...yeah...it's all a crock! I just didn't WANT to work out. I was exhausted from working full time, and trying to prepare to move, but the reality is...I let stress WIN! I cannot let stress win again. My doctor says....now is the time...you HAVE to...you MUST. I am in need of motor skills workout. I say..."Motor skills workout? What I am in need of....is a chocolate milkshake!"
I have to narrow all the thoughts about losing the weight, and building stamina and muscle to the simple tag line....I want to live! And if "I Want To Live"....then I "Have To Do This"....what is necessary to truly live. To live a healthier "me"....to live without falling so much, or dropping things so much, without losing my balance, or be afraid of stairs. Because if what I have been doing is living....it is not enough. More than doing it for my kids...who are the catalyst to drive me to start my gym regime...it is for myself. I have to do this for myself.
So, this is my confession.
"Hello Gym....my name is Lea.
I....[long pause]....have a gut!!!
And....[another long pause]....lovely contours.
[I had to throw that last line in there...it sounds better!]
See....[long sigh]....that wasn't so hard.