A silent groan escaped my lips - 5:30 a. m. the alarm read... another full hour before I am supposed to get up, I'm awake. The house was quiet and it was so tempting to roll over and try to get another hour of sleep. Instead, I thought of the treadmill growing corn over in the corner and my lack of time during the day to get exercise. Mentally kicking myself, I switched on the light.
This morning, I was wishing for those hot red boot, costume, and to be honest, I wouldn't mind having her hair either, but honestly I'll never be WW, but I'm taking baby steps again. I finally did dust off the treadmill and walked almost a mile before I had to stop and get ready for the day. Do I feel like WW? I actually feel like crawling back into bed. So for today, I'll put that WW costume back into the closet and put on my Mom costume... I may not be fighting crime or helping national security, but I have more important things to do - dishes, school, and laundry.
If you'd like to read about a friend of mine who has begun her 2nd year of a fitness challenge that earns her money, head on over to Finding Joy in the little Things. She has an awesome plan and outlook!