I have a horrible confession to make.
I think Snowmaggedon was my fault.
You see, I had a plan. My plan was to let life dictate how things were going to go in this great weight loss journey of mine.
I kickstarted it, but I let outside forces determine when next steps happened. I waited for my FitBit to come in before I started any kind of activity change. I waited for the weather to clear before I started my big walks.
And I ordered running shoes.
I was getting to a point in my walks where running (more like jogging … or maybe just slightly faster walking – I don’t want to get ahead of myself) was an option so I ordered a good pair of running shoes from Maximum Work Gear.
I have big feet that nobody actually carries shoes for in-stock so they have to be ordered. But I was so excited to be getting actual girl shoes in my size that I could hardly wait.
So, life was going to dictate my workout routine. The shoes would come in, I would wear them walking for about a week and then I would graduate to short intervals of running in the beginning. It was perfect. By April I would be running, even if it was just a little.
I got the email from Kim, my shoes were in! I ran down as fast as I could to get them and they fit perfectly and they were pretty. They weren’t big black man shoes that I bought just cause they fit. They looked sporty and had colour!
I was so stoked about the shoes I also grabbed a hoodie for my walks. A sporty one in the most obnoxiously bright purple you have ever seen. I love it.
Yeah, I get the obvious joke about a fat lady in that colour. Don’t care. It makes me happy.