Exercise

I have resigned myself to the fact that this fat isn't going to go anywhere without excerise. I am now doing my buns and abs of steel 15 minute quick workouts every other day. I just finished my third session and I feel like I've been run over by a truck. I'm exhausted. My legs are like rubber bands and I have to do it again in two days. Ugh.... I have never been one for exercising and this is about killing me. But I swear to stick to it so I can get back to a healthy and happy weight again. I need this for me more than for anyone else. I know my hubby hates the fat, but I have to come first in this fight. He needs to realize that and be supportive and not keep harping on how fat I am. He doesn't see how hard I am working to get rid of this flab. I just need a good scale now so I can track my progress. So far I think I am doing good, but I can't be really sure without a scale. I can tell I am feeling stronger and I can run up the stairs now without being winded. So I guess there is some progress. I just want it to go faster than what it is. I just don't feel like the sexy woman I once was. I used to be thin and pretty and now I feel fat and sloppy....even in dress clothes. I need a change drastically.

On other fronts at least my family is doing well. We had a bit of sickness at the beginning of the week but that seems to be over for everyone but my DH. He has had a cold for a week and a half and it just isn't going away. I feel bad for him 'cuz all he does is cough and hack all day long or blow his nose. Poor guy. At least the kids aren't sick now. That is a huge blessing for me. Once they get sick everything comes to a screaming halt in our house. They are still young enough to be big babies when they don't feel good. It's kinda cute because I know it won't last for too many more years with them.