Two days ago, I explained how laughably awful my first workout in forever went. I realized that I have a long, uphill battle ahead of me, and that maybe I should look into a Lamaze class after I failed at just breathing right for five minutes.
So I took a few small steps that I hope will keep me motivated. First, I've started wearing a Fitbit. It was a gift that came at exactly the right time. The device itself, I must report, I am not in love with. I wish it had a watch or could tell me how many calories I've burned or something. But at least the app is pretty awesome.
Next, I rewarded myself for the three pounds I did lose in January (water weight be damned) by starting a weight loss jar. Unfortunately the only container I had available is beautiful but dauntingly enormous. I'll try to look at that as more motivation... *runs away*
|Looks like my work is cut out for me. Or I need a smaller jar.|