if i only knew...

I can't move... yesterday was

I can't move... yesterday was the first day of my new life. I went to the gym after slacking off again for one year exactly. What forced me to go to the gym? Bikini season again. For the very first time in my life, i put on weight and i am uncomfortable with it. Plus, i should get in shape anyway. There is this gym that i went to for two months two years ago, then after about 10 months of slacking, twice last May. So this is my third try. :)


I went to the same class, it's a low impact gym class with small weights, and the girl who teaches it is cool, so i like it. But for my body it was a torture. It's pain pain pain in every single muscle of my body today, but i don't really mind. Of course it's uncomfortable, but at least i can feel i did something. I am on the path to fitness and a normal body. (With normal i no way mean the "perfect" bodies found in magazines... i mean normal for me, that means that i feel good in my body and i know that i worked for it. And it *can* include a little tummy... IMHO.)


The goal is weight training class twice a week and swimming twice a week. Plus less sweets and less eating. I eat a LOT. I always snack and i am a chocoholic and i *love* food. This is why i won't diet, just eat a bit more mindfully. So that i don't work for nothing in the gym. Wish me luck!