It's Not Too Late

This morning as I stepped out of the shower I took a rare glance into the mirror and made a startling revelation. A moment of clarity as the "experts" say these days. As I glanced back for a second peek, what was revealed to me was that "it's not too late". Not too late to reverse the last five years of not so healthy eating and irregular exercise. My oldest daughter turns ten and my youngest turns six this year. There is also a middle daughter who turns eight. So I say the last five years since I can no longer claim baby fat as that baby is now in Kindergarten.
During these past years I would go in spurts of ensuring my vegetables made it through the orifice into my digestive system. I would also go months on end, usually during the summer, of exercising on a daily basis. What I would not do is make it years on end. I have finally come to the realization that my tastes have changed and what I loved doing at a younger age is not so enjoyable, physically or mentally, at an older age. The old adage "use it or lose it" does hold true. I see it in my mother who turned 70 on her last birthday. She does what she needs to do, but she can't do all that she wants to do. I also believe she stopped getting out there because she was and is embarrassed of how she looks. And so, now, I know that I just need to keep moving, in some fashion. I'm going to put myself out there, as is, to get it off and to keep it off.