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Feb 16, 2009

A Healthier Me.

I’m not terribly unhealthy, but a flag was raised last Thursday when I was in for a routine check-up with my doctor. I see her every three months for various reasons, and she’s been making note of my gradual weight gain each time. This past visit, though, she made a point of telling me that I’ve put on 20 lbs. since this time last year and that’s concerning.

I, of course, had about 1,000 excuses lined up and ready to go. However, I didn’t use any of them. I fessed up to the fact that I’ve been succumbing to sugar cravings on a daily basis, and I have a mini-gym in my basement that I’ve been ignoring for about a year. Yes, yes, yes . . . bad Jenn . . . blah, blah, blah. Would you like to hear my excuses for why? Okay, I’ll spare you just as I spared her.

I worked out twice this morning (two short sets that equal one minimum recommended set to start), and I didn’t pig out on all the Valentine’s Day goodies sprinkles ALL OVER the house. I also started over-hauling my art space. If you have seen that area of my home, you will know without a doubt what kind of workout that entails. I noticed that, when I worked out this morning, I didn’t feel the same run-down fatigue I typically fix with coffee. My mid-afternoon desire to crash was alleviated, as well. Yay!

I started writing an illustrated letter to one of my penpals about my desire to be healthier, feel better daily, and boost my self-esteem. So, all in all, it’s been a positive shift.