Yowza. June 2008
Cut to a year later, and I was quite pleased with the new picture:
Much better! June 2009
The next year? Loved how I looked, loved how I felt:
Go me! June 2010
This year? Sigh. Not loving it, but the person in the June 2008 picture would have slapped me to not be thrilled with this body. So there's that.
Apparently my bike is fascinating to Kip and Paco. June 2011
To reiterate why I should not be complaining in ANY way:
June 2008 - June 2011
Me and my trusty
When I started losing weight, bike riding was my first form of exercise. A few laps around my street was all I could manage, but I kept adding more and more laps, and eventually ventured out a little farther, and then I was regularly riding between 5 and 6 miles a day. And while I moved on to group workouts, running and swimming, I give the bike lots of credit for getting this former couch potato up and moving. I still like to race Paco around my cul de sac (he always beats me!), and I enjoy going for a nice ride in the evening. The difference? I've also done a swimming workout in the morning. It boggles my mind that I am capable of doing so much, physically, now. Really goes to show me that all of those baby steps, and single laps, really do add up to a big change!