Day 2

Today was more productive. I still didn't want to do it, but I did. I decided to start with working out my arms, then my core, then some cardio.

I'm irritable today. My son decided it's the perfect day to act like a baby, and my actual infant daughter is quickly bored with whatever I try to entertain her with. I think it's about time to get up earlier (before the kids) to do my work outs. I think it'll be easier to juggle the kids then.

Monday is moving day for us... not sure how productive I'll be with the work outs, but if I get up at 7, I should have time. We don't start moving until 8:30, after we drop the kids off at day care. (I typically keep the kids home in the mornings so I can have more time with them.)

Physically, I feel great. The cardio opened up my lungs and pores, and the muscle training makes me feel wobbly which is good. I feel... airy. I feel lighter. I'm not lighter, in fact I'm a pound heavier, but like I said, I'm not worried about the scale.

After I worked out and showered, I made myself eggs. My son doesn't like eggs. I never did either until I learned how to cook them how I like them.

I really want more eggs... haha.

So, I guess that's it for day two. When I start seeing progress, I'll be more uplifting and inspirational in my posts. Until then, I'm quietly grumbling my way to the elliptical and just doing it. No one will lose the weight for me. It's all on me.

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Day 1

The best thing ever is to wake up, think "I need to work out today", and have 0 motivation to actually follow through. It's especially awesome when you push through anyway.

That was what happened to me today. That inspiration from the woman who took the 100 day challenge was there, deep inside... I just needed to pull it out and hold it hostage until I was done.

Today, I only got on 30 minutes. 15 minutes of strength training, 15 of cardio on my elliptical. I had pb&j sandwich after, and I still feel good. (Right now, I even turned down Mexican sweet bread for a few crackers and cheese!)

I'm still at 170 (pardon me, I just had a baby three months ago), but I don't care. I got components on how I looked today. Maybe it's the good feeling showing on my face. I forgot how happy exercise made me...

So, if anyone ever reads this, you can find the motivation are the initial inspiration fades. I am digging it out of places I didn't know I had. I hope you will, too. For any goal, really.

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Day 0

First, a little about me.

I'm a two-time mommy, one time wife, writer, photographer, and former Marine. I'm a woman, a sister, a daughter. I write, I paint and I love crafts.

I also have flaws!

I have polycystic ovary syndrome. I also have Bipolar type two disorder. I start projects, and rarely finish them. I'm forgetful, lazy, and sometimes a little selfish. :P

So, here on day 0, I bare some of my truths that I don't even tell my family. I'm scared. I'm tired. I work odd hours and have limited time with my family. But, something online changed my attitude. Another woman completed a 100 day journey. She kept a video diary and she pursued one of the hardest things for some - self improvement.

I tell you what, self improvement is something that's instilled in us in the Marines. We must seek self improvement. Well, I've fallen short of that myself in the last three years. I let myself go. I let my body put on some weight and didn't really do anything about it, though I "wanted to". Now, it's about my self worth. It's about my health. It's about doing what's best for me. I need to set the best example I can for my kids, and only I can hold myself accountable.

This is going to be a struggle. But, that's just how it is in this life. Time for me to get over it.

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