I've tried this whole working out/dieting thing many MANY times and always made an excuse for not going to the gym today or for having pizza & breadsticks every single week. It wasn't that I didn't want to get healthy & look better, but the desire to get there just wasn't there for me.
This past January Bella had her 7th birthday party and we took a crap ton of pics for it.
This isn't the worst one of me that day, but I deleted the rest...
I looked at myself and realized I looked like shit. My ass was humongous as well as my thighs & I couldn't stand it anymore. My desire to change finally kicked in & I started running. Yeah I could barely make it a mile when I 1st started & felt like dying every time I finished, but I kept at it.
I'm now running around 3 to 3.5 miles 5x a week. I'm not at my goal weight yet, but the changes are there and visible and that makes it all worth it. I hope to NEVER get that big again, so I eat much healthier, cut back on alcohol, and work out.