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*EDIT: We are now over 50 strong. Go us!
Fill in this blank: "Today is the first day of the rest of your ___."
" ... life?"
Nope.
Your two weeks.
Because that's all this is.
Sure, we know it takes a lifestyle change to effect big results in fitness or weight management goals, but we're sticking to two weeks for now. So unless you have the life cycle of a fruit fly, we're talking about a tiny piece out of your big, big life, and we're talking that way on purpose.
Because how do you eat an elephant? No, not sauteed in garlic butter with a sprinkle of lemon. You eat him one bite at a time. And that's how we're approaching change--in attainable, small increments.
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We are doing this without pressure, without angst, without guilt and without Oprah, believe it or not.
I'm happy to report to you that I have indeed graced the elliptical machine already, thereby allowing myself to face you.
I also took some before pics of myself wearing shorts and a tank top in my bathroom so that I could share my progress with you visually, but then:
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I got ANOTHER clue, which was this internal siren: "Are you crazy?? In those pics, you look like one of those trees that someone built a house around. In this case, they built a bathroom around you. DO NOT SHOW THOSE PICS."
I had better listen to my inner Jessica.
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Just so you know, Zoe thinks I am absolutely wonderful on my elliptical. It's like I'm a rock star. If she could talk, she would be saying, "How are you so wonderful on that big thing? You are amazingly, incredibly wonderful. I cannot take my eyes off of your wonderfulness." But in the interest of full disclosure, she also does this when I go to the bathroom. That is, when I am on the throne, she worships at my feet, much to my chagrin.
So what is your 30 x 5 plan/report today?
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