It's not that I'm an over-eater. I just haven't been an over-achiever (ah, ah, see what I did there??)
I just turned 32. Whatever happened to my glory days is beyond me, but I'm constantly reminded about getting older by the two little people who showed up and have been calling me "Mommy" and the guy I've been waking up next to for almost 8 years. Not to mention the right shoulder and hip pain I get from sleeping on my side. Yes, I think it's safe to say my glory days of being carefree and high metabolism days are done-so.
So I begin a journey of clean eating and weight lifting to, honestly, impress myself, and feel more invigorated as I meet the usual challenges of life plus that of a 30 something mommy who works full time as a nurse.
I hope to meet others who are on the same journey and can share in our victories and stick together through the hard times. Anyone??
My starting point is sad. I'm 6'0. Last night at work I weighed myself and discovered I packs on quite a few pounds. My starting place is 167lbs (gulp).
Let's do this.
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