Day 4

Can't...move......legs...not...working. Ugh.

So as you can guess, this is day 4 of my work-out regime. Holy cow, am I 25 or 85? I know the first couple weeks are pure hell to anyone who's not used to doing this, but dang. Last time I pushed myself like this, I was in Utah (in which I dropped 40 lbs I might add). I have itty-bitty goals right now, but I am working on my first 50lbs in the next 3 months or so. Heath's mom is coming to visit in feb. (stress) and apparently she's not fond of big folk. Heath assured me that she would love me for my wit, beauty, and personality, but as far as my size, he told me that I could count on her mentioning something to him behind my back (wench). He assured me as well that he isn't exactly a string bean and she'll flat out say something to his face about his weight (what a witch with a capital broomstick!). Oh well, she's not MY mom.......yet. *smirk*

I've been having the last couple of days off from work because I haven't been full time, so it's been kind of nice to clean my house, be organized, and finish any projects I've been putting aside since I've met Heath. I know it's going to kill my paycheck, but at least I get one!

I'm excited because I get to go to my first hockey game this weekend. My dad gave me some tickets for a game on tues. night, but Heath and I weren't able to go due to work reasons, but I was able to call the team ticket office and get them exchanged for tickets this weekend. The seats aren't as great, but there not too shabby either. Apparently the team we're playing this weekend is prone to fights, so it should be really interesting.

So far, so good. I just have to remember that I'm not in a rush to lose a lot of weight. I know it's going to be at least a year and a half of working on things before I get to my goal weight. It's nice that I'm not suffering alone on this...ugh. I'm off to eat oatmeal...cheers!