I've already been keeping a sort of picture journal of my efforts. So, I'm going to post it here. Maybe we can cheer each other on, eh?
I'll fess up: since the beginning of this year I've lost approximately 30 pounds (not sure exactly cause I didn't realize I was loosing it until I'd already started) and gone from a size 20 jeans to a size 13/14 jeans. I'm pretty proud of myself usually, except when I hit a wall and it seems like it's not going to start coming off again. It's so hard to have self-control and determination all the time.
I'll help you, if you'll help me.
Of course, Nagano-san is a great help, too. He is such an inspirational figure for me. The way he never gives up; the way he cheers for his friends even after he's fallen; the way he smiles when it's all over and you can practically hear him thinking, "next time"; his sense of satisfaction in the doing, not just the winning; he has so many good qualities...
He inspired me to write this one day a little while ago when I didn't want to finish my workout. And writing poetry (or whatever you want to call it) hasn't been my thing in many years.
Hot sweat between my breasts
refuse the next step.
Like heat lightning over wave's crest you smile.
My foot lifts.
I move on.