Change

>There's an old saying that goes, "if nothing changes, nothing changes." I am usually not a person who deals well with changes. It seems like that for the last 2 years or so, there have been a lot of changes in my life and although most of them have been positive, I am still left feeling a bit unsettled. I am just a creature of habit. (not necessarily good habits though.)
My husband was the one who started changing with his diet and weight loss regimens, and I kind of got pulled into it kicking and screaming. There is a certain irony to it all considering all the times I tried various weight loss programs and joined the gym and even bought a bike, but couldn't (or didn't try) to engage him and he was less than supportive. But I digress. Here I am, doing a little better on this diet, and getting up at 4:30 am on a Saturday (actually many Saturdays) to go walk a 5K and getting into shape despite my initial reservations.
Joining the gym was MY change, and I feel a little better about that change because I made it. And no matter how dumb I look doing those exercises and now matter how much I hurt for the next few days afterward, I can feel a certain pride, because at least I am getting off my lazy butt and doing something positive and making a change.