Have you ever looked in the mirror and thought, "I could probably afford to lose some weight,"? I've know for the last few years I could, and that I probably should be doing something to lose weight. Not for society, not for anyone else but myself.

For years, I avoided doing any sort of physical activity. I avoided classes where I would have to run a mile in PE, or do any extensive running (because let's be honest, running is the absolute worst). I'm lazy, there's no gentle way to put it. I'm lazy, and I know it. I'll own up to it. There is nothing I'd rather do than lounge around and watch my favorite TV show all day, everyday.

So, in November, I decided I wanted to lose weight. I wanted to lose 30 pounds. Ambitious? Yep! Impossible? Of course not. It just seemed like it because I wasn't doing anything to help myself.

My first step I had started months ago. I stopped drinking soda regularly. I lost 5 pounds. 5 pounds! That blew my mind, but I knew I couldn't just.. stop eating to lose weight. After that, I decide to count my calories. I wanted to avoid the inevitable: exercise. How silly of me to think I could lose any kind of weight without exercise?

I counted my calories, stopped eating when I was bored, and made sure I was making healthy decisions (to a certain extent - a girl still needs a cheeto every once in awhile), and eventually, I added walking to my regimen. I hopped on the treadmill in my family room and started walking. But it wasn't long until I lost interest. I walked a mile everyday for weeks and saw no improvement. It discouraged me, so I stopped walking for a while.

I spent at least a month lounging around, eating bad foods, stopped drinking lemon water (which I recommend, it helps a lot!), and gained whatever weight I had lost, back. After the holidays, around January 13th, I decided I wanted to try again. I stepped up my game: now I walk 3 miles every other day and while I still don't eat salads every day for lunch, or kale, or whatever superfoods that health nuts eat, I'm seeing improvement. Slowly, but surely.

I'm lazy so the day off in between workouts is nice. I get a day to relax and if I feel like it, do some other exercises while I'm off doing other things. Squats, lunges, jumping jacks, etc, everything that's easy to do when your standing around doing nothing, just the way you like it.

I have a long way to go, and the start has definitely been a struggle. Somedays, I complain and cry because I don't want to get up to work out, and I don't want to eat healthy. If I had it my way, I'd be 120 pounds and able to eat pizza and nachos non-stop, every day.