Sometimes things slip. You get into habits. Slide into routines that you never would have been ok with before.
Ever since my gym shut down last spring I have not been able to get myself into a schedule to work out. My performance at the rodeo suffered from it. Hell even day to day tasks are becoming difficult.
Then this happened.
I had no idea how big I had gotten. I am really really disappointed with myself. I have a history of heart disease and various other problems in my family than can be exasperated by being overweight.
All the beer and potatoes in Holland really did nothing for my waistline.
This morning I woke up early and worked out for the first time since March. It felt good but my body is already protesting. I hope this is the start of a new habit because my old ones are not easy on my waistline.