One day down!

    With a whole four hours sleep, I woke before the alarm. Not feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, I slinked my way out of bed. Fumbling with the items on my dresser I found my glasses and placed them on my face. I'm definitely not rested. How do I know this? Besides the aches in my body screaming out to go back to bed. I'm narrating everything I'm doing, to myself. Like some book being read aloud, but in my head.
   Honestly, I'm trying stay out of the bed and not trip over myself. I'm that tired.

But I did it. Today, I exercised. On the WII. To you, my rippling and strong cored friend, it may seem foolish. But for me, over weight and under height, it's progress.
   Placing myself on the balance board so the machine can weigh me in, is quite humbling. It's a machine, and yet, I was afraid of how 'it' would respond. Don't you know it, the thing grimaced when I stepped on it. How embarrassing! Then, come to find out (thanks to my Hubby) I already had a WII ME.
  I have to admit, I forgot about her. So I pull her out of the WII crowd. She's cute and slender.
Even the machine knew the difference. 'Seems our calculations have changed.' IT SAYS.
And then the WII machine 'plumps' up my WII ME. Now that hurt!

As I write this I'm munching on Peanut M&M's. 

    There was a sense of accomplishment as I skied down the snowy slopes. (it was 97 degrees out today.)

Then onto Yoga. Repeating each event until I at least 'ranked' on the score board. I knew I was on my way to 'total' fitness.

    It did bother me that no matter how bad I did, the WII would remark 'good job'. After a while I couldn't help but murmer out loud.....'You're kidding, right? Liar'. You know frustration sets in when you start to argue with the invisible man inside the t.v.

  Regardless, I walked away with satisfaction of knowing I actually got out of the kitchen and did something about it. Even if it was for one day. ( hoping to get snowed-in tomorrow without electricity. )

 Not a bad start, I must say. I hope I hold out until the end.

Ecclesiastes 7:8
Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.