Best Laid Plans

Most of my life has been a series of weight loss and fitness goals. One step forward and two or three or four steps back. I know I need to  move the rest of my life in forward motion, though. I cannot delay much longer, because it will just keep getting more difficult. I’m not athletic by nature. I’m heavier set,  partially by nature. I’m in my element when I’m tucked under a quilt on the couch with a cup of coffee (or wine) in one hand and a book in the other.

I’m trying to make plans. Plans that won’t let me quit for the hundredth time. Plans that keep me moving and accountable. When I’m moving and accountable, I’m a happier person. I’ve proven this time and time again, and still the healthy lifestyle doesn’t stick.

I’m going to make plans. And I’m going to move forward. And I’m going to do whatever I can to make this time stick. For me. For my kiddo. For the husband. For life. I need to make life better.

Read on. Run on.