Day one...

Before one starts on a new adventure, it is advisable to take stock and figure out where the starting line is.  To that end, I have weighed in and taken measure...

Lawd.  It makes me want to go back to bed.  However, I have been trying that tactic for awhile and, shockingly, it doesn't work.  Go figure. 

I'm going to post the outcome but, first, let me make a promise (to you and to myself):  I will always be honest about the results.  No shaving off a pound and no slyly forgetting an inch or two.  After all, why take on this daunting task if I can't be honest about the journey?

Results (gulp):
Height:  5'5"
Weight:  171 lb's
Chest:  40 inches (yes, mama has some big gazongas)
Waist:  38 inches
Hips:  43 inches
Butt:  44 inches (baby got back?)
Right bicep:  13 inches
Right thigh:  21.5 inches

Alrighty.  Starting line established.  I will remeasure every Friday.  Hopefully sooner rather than later I'll have results that don't make me want to commit felonious acts.

A short examination of how I got here:

• A lifelong aversion to exercise, being out of breath and sweating. 
• I was 30 years old and 120 pounds when I took depo-prevera and gained over 30 pounds in 5 months.  Ladies, seriously, if you enjoy not being crazy, not crying, not gaining weight, and having an acne-free face, avoid the depo.  If all of those things appeal, well....knock yourself out.
• In 2004, a gyno put me on synthroid for a misdiagnosed slow thyroid (it was actually Hashimoto's disease).  That misdiagnoses tripped me into....
• Graves disease in fall, 2005.  My thyroid was overproducing so much hormone, that there were weeks I dropped up to 6 pounds.  My bones, muscles and joints were so leached that it got to where I had to crawl up flights of stairs and I could barely walk.  My resting heart rate was 135.  I was then given radiation to kill the thyroid which...
• ....didn't kill it all the way, so it has been a 4 year guessing game with the docs and synthroid to try and get my thyroid levels right - all while having no health insurance.

The aughts have simply been a non-stop party!  Viva la 2010s!

Finally, I am thrilled to report that I did 30 minutes on my treadmill today.  It had been so long that I'm pretty sure I heard a voice ask "Giiiirl, where you been?" after I turned it on.  I burned 177 calories and did 1.4 miles.  My lower back and my legs bitched incessantly but, grudgingly, held on to the finish.  I'm proud of them.

2010.  Doesn't it feel fresh, new and downright sexy?  01/01/10.....it is a date filled to the brim with the type of binary code that runs all of our computers.  Therefore, let's reboot and reformat our collective  hard drives, shall we?