I looked at myself in my full bra and panties glory this morning ... and winced. I may only weigh 125lbs and have a 22 BMI (technically healthy...) -- but I look terrible. Short and chubby and cellulite and just ... BLEH!
It's time to get serious.
Part of the problem is that sitting in an office chair = lazy as all get out. Luckily, there's a gym less than a mile from my office -- and it seems like they offer fitness classes pretty regularly around lunchtime. I get an hour for lunch, so hey, 30 minute circuit twice a week might just be pert near perfect!
I think the bottom line is I'm not worried about the numbers on the scale right now. I'm more concerned about my measurements according to Sir Tape Measure! Wish me luck -- I'm a pro when it comes to talking myself out of workouts!