Today is D-Day.
I have got to do something. If I don't, I will die. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But I am hastening that day.
I am tired of feeling uncomfortable in my own skin. I am tired of feeling sluggish. I am tired of feeling self-conscious. I am tired of feeling limited. I am tired of feeling tired.
So today is D-Day.
So I am making these resolutions:
1. I will use a smaller plate.
2. I will chew more.
3. I will not clean my plate.
4. I will use chopsticks. Well, maybe not - but I will make a conscious effort to slow down.
5. I will drink water.
Plus I will exercise. And I will do my ankle exercises twice daily.
Who will be my task master?