Never give up! Don't give up!

Last night I was really tired and just did not feel like exercising at all. I knew that I needed to and that if I am going to hit my goal again this week that I can not miss a night because it would be too hard to make up the minutes. So I decided to go ahead and get on the elliptical and do my 30 mins. I figured that I would skip the strength training part of my workout for just once and could make up 30 mins easier than missing an entire hour.

I got on the elliptical and man oh man was it tough. I was tired and by just 10 mins I was ready to quit. But I pushed on and on and on and made it for the entire 30 mins. I was really tired, pouring sweat, and my face was beet red. But I did feel better. I was so proud of myself for getting it done that I decided I would go ahead and finish up the workout with 30 mins of the strength training. I am glad that I did not give up. The old Lisa would have gotten off the elliptical at 10 mins. Wait that is a complete lie, the old Lisa would not have even done a workout at all.

I am very proud of myself and the weight that I have lost so far. But I am more proud of myself for keeping with the exercise. You just have no idea how much I have hated exercise my entire life. And I mean hate with a capital H. Sorry if I have been harping on exercise so much lately but I am just so shocked that I have kept with it now for the past 4 months. Back in January I did not want to say that losing weight or working out was my New Year's Resolution because I figured the odds of me doing it were slim to none. But in the back of my mind I was thinking that it was time. So, it was around the 2nd week or so of January that I started working out. I started very small but it was an effort none the less. I have been increasing what I do in small increments ever since. At some point during February I stopped working out for I think it was a week or maybe a week and a half. I do not remember why I stopped but I know in the past that would have been it for me. This time around I did not let it get me down, instead I did not wait for tomorrow, I got up and got right back on that horse, so to speak. I am so glad that I did.

I am proof of not letting a fall off the wagon keep you down. You have to let it go, get up and dust yourself off and move forward. If I had not started back in my exercise routine then I would be sitting here still at 254 lbs and the only change would have been that some months had flown by. It is true that the same months have flown by but 29 lbs have gone along with them!

So do not ever give up. You will stumble and you will fall and that is alright. It is part of life and it is part of the journey. Nobody is perfect and sometimes life does get in the way but you have to push it to the side for the sake of you.

I am going to leave you all for now with a picture of me post-workout from last night. Here I am in all my hot, sweaty, red-faced, glory!

P.S. After writing this post I have the Yo! Gabba Gabba! crew singing in my head "Never give up! Don't give up!". My nephews have warped me. :)