Fist Things First or.....First Things Finally

So I turned 48 today. Yeah, I know, ugh! The problem 48 is that it's more 50ish than it is 40ish. The only sensible thing to do is to subtract a few years, right? So I've decided to give myself a gift this year. It's not that I haven't been know to give myself gifts on my birthday before, but this year's gift is going to be significantly more substantial than the customary new T-shirt from Wal-Mart or six pack of pansies for my yard. This one might actually be a bit of a sacrifice for my family, but it's what I want and I'm going to have it. I'll bet you're wondering just exactly what "IT" is. Right? Drum roll, please..............I'm giving myself 365 hours of exercise and 365 hours to finish up and start all those projects I've been wanting to do for all these years. That's right, folks, 2 glorious hours every day just for me. You're probably wondering just how on Earth I think I'm going to pull this off. The answer is, "I'm not sure." But here's what I'm thinking.......I just finished seeing my 14-year-old daughter, Sarah, through 28 months of some pretty grueling chemotherapy. Now that she's done, we are ready to focus on getting her healthy and rehabilitated. So why not work on me too while we're at it? The next few weeks will be the hardest. Until school is out, I still have alot more running around to do. Between driving her and her sister, Heather, to and from Seminary, school, work, and physical therapy appointments, it's not uncommon for me to spend 3-6 hours running errands every day. As soon as school is out, most of that will come to an end. Woohoo! So if I make it through the next few weeks, it should be smooth sailing from there. Now for the record, I know that there will be days that I can't manage to fit 2 hours in, but my goal is to average two hours a day. Some of you might be thinking that I'm setting myself up for failure by setting such a lofty goal, hence the blog. I work best under pressure. :) Nothing puts on the pressure like the scrutinizing eyes of folks you don't want to dissapoint. Right? I may just have to give up a little Facebooking and Castle. Sorry Facebook friends. I do still love you and I'm not going cold turkey. Besides, we're reviving the "How Many Miles?" group. I refuse to give up "Big Fat Loser" as we like to call it at our house. It's inspirational and come to think of it, maybe I can keep Castle as long as I'm pedaling my exercise bike or working out on my new elliptical machine my husband, Mark, gave me for my birthday. There are many more details yet to come. So stay tuned and witness my overhaul. Why not just have a makeover, you ask? Because a makeover would merely scratch the surface and there is a much more accomplished, healthier, thinner inner me itching to get out.

Now here's the hard part.......posting a before pic.