A new resolve...

I did something implusive today. Ok, so, not that impulsive. I've been seriously thinking about it for the last few weeks. And it been on my mind longer than that. I joined a gym. Made a 24 month commitment to pay $30 a month. I really need to stick with it. I have got to get in shape. I'm 6' tall and I weigh 290. That's too much. Before I had my son I was a size 12/14. I gained almost 100 lbs, during my pregnancy. That was seven years ago. I've never lost the weight. I try to have a positive attitude about myself and try to feel good about myself no matter what, but the truth is I don't feel good. I'm tired all the time. My knees hurt. It's a pain in the ass to buy clothes and I'm at high risk for diabetes and heart problems. I'm a nurse. I know what people who are seriously overweight go through. Not to mention the fact that I'm single and the guys out there (nice as they are) don't get interested in fat chicks. It's a HUGE (no pun intended) turn-off. And quite frankly, the ones who do get turned on by fat chicks worry me. So I've got a consulation with a personal trainer on Saturday and I'm gonna give it my best. I'll keep you posted...