Here I am embracing Day 6, on the 3rd day of January 2011. Day 1 started about 45 days ago with a 3 class pass purchased from Living Social. My legs are still a little sore from the Thursday night/Friday morning back to back classes. I cancelled yesterday because I was still in Atlantic City, I already scheduled a replacement. 5 Lithe Method classes a week is my goal. Here’s to setting and keeping goals!
There never has really been a time in my life where I was “fit” persay. I was never the chunky kid in class but I certainly wasn’t able to run laps either. Most of my 20s have been spent over eating and gaining, some of my 20s have been spent dieting and losing. I’ve also tried some gyms but those were short term relationships. As an adult I still don’t like running laps, especially not on a treadmill. My first class was killer, I didn’t think I would survive it. Yes I thought I would actually pass out and die. I was surprised that after the class I felt invigorated, then the 4 days of soreness set in. Walking down stairs was.the.worst. And I walk up and down stairs constantly. My bed is on the 2nd floor of my 2nd floor bi-level apartment. Oh and my office is at the top of a long set of stairs. But then class 2 happened and everything was easier, by class 3 I was hooked. I can visualize my future body, the slim waist, the high, firm buttocks. My arms no longer jingling but slim and cut. I have to do the work though. I’ve got to do this.
That Philly Pheeling 
Today I said to A, “I’m pretty sure my butt didn’t always jiggle like this.” I’ve always been heavy, and a review of family photos shows that women on my mom’s side have been heavy for generations — it’s not a new “fast food American lifestyle” thing for us. However, I see the long-term health effects in my family, and the blessings of youth (where even flab is kind of firm) are fading away, leaving me my mother’s body in the dressing room mirror (not that I don’t love her, but pictures will do just fine thank you). We were doing good at eating healthier, but then wedding drama hit, closely followed by grad life descending into chaos. We’re hoping to get it together soon (A was pretty good about working out this summer/fall), but the school’s rec center is closed for renovations this semester.
My body has definitely become the fast food body…I was blesses with my father’s build: broad shoulders and arms and I carry my weight in my gut!
I think fast food plays a part, but I’d imagine it’s mostly stress eating, which has also been passed from generation to generation. I have the meaty German washerwoman back and shoulders, with widdle chicken legs and a matronly bosom over my bloated midsection. All I can say is, Thanks, Mom.
I am also a stress eater, a depression eater, a celebratory eater….these are some of the things I plan on addressing in my blog.
Hey Girl! I just got home from the gym. I joined in August. I want to lose 20 lbs and feel sexy and cute and buy really cute clothes!