I tend to think of life in academic years. I probably should buy the calendars that start in September and run through August because that’s how my brain views a year. I’m sure this stems from working at a university for a large portion of my adult life. I now work for a nonprofit organization but because my sister is a schoolteacher, I’ve stayed in my September to August world.
In honor of classes starting at my alma mater on August 23, I have decided to make this date the kick-off to a new regime of fitness and nutrition. I’m not exactly sure what all this entails but I plan on reading the SparkPeople book I purchased six months ago and tackle the articles in my Fitness and Nutrition folders and formulate a plan of attack.
I am the queen of planning to lose weight. I have journal entries and notes dating back to 2000 when I wanted to lose weight for a possible high school reunion. I think 10 years is long enough to form a plan. It’s time to put that plan into action and do something about the extra weight that has impacted my life in more ways than I probably even realize.
I know that what the scale reads and the number on the tags in my clothes have made me self-conscious. I know that my self esteem, which has decreased as those numbers increased, has kept me from reuniting with old friends and from meeting new friends. And I have a sneaking suspicion that all of the above had a negative impact on my marriage, whether either of us knew it or not.
So when the doors of my university fitness center reopen to welcome the students back to campus, I will take advantage of the start of a new year and resolve to be a healthier version of me. I’m hoping with every step around the track and every weight lifted, I gain a better view of myself and lose the pounds that have kept me anchored to a poor self image.
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