April 9, 2020, was a hard day, to say the least, and one I won’t soon forget. Due to a twisted uterus, I had to lay my beautiful palomino mare Fancy to rest. My heart broke into a million pieces and I woke up the next morning hoping it was a bad dream. Of course, it wasn’t.
Even before this happened, I knew I’ve needed to lose weight and now that I’m no longer on foal watch and this stupid COVID-19 virus is still going on and getting tighter on restrictions, I figure maybe now I should finally get my ass in shape.
It will be hard, because honestly since this virus has started and I’m home a lot more then I want to be, I have been pigging out on food. Like honestly, it’s ridiculous how much I’ve been eating. 3 bags of chips in less than 2 days. Not cool.
So instead of tracking this, doing that and all the other things we try and do before we even start to try to lose weight. I’m just going to start. According to some chart I found, I need to walk 36 minutes, 3 times a week. Which I should be able to do. I’m going to just do this.
I must do this. I’m tired of my weight, tired of being fat and the thought of being over 200 pounds and riding my horse Sunday, honestly terrifies me. I mean I know he could carry me, but he shouldn’t have too. My weight is my problem, not his, therefore the time is now to do something about it.
So, I will be posting what I do here on my website and also starting a brand-new board on Pinterest.