Well, I've never really been fit for an extended period of my life, so I fall on the other end of the spectrum. Sometimes, I'm embarrassed to post, because I do so little then hurt more than I think I should.
Ingrid has said several times that she notices I don't eat much. She can't understand why I stay so heavy. The short answer was "sweets." What I didn't tell her is not only is it sweets, it's sneakin' eatin'. I hide when I eat sweets. When I say hide, I mean H-I-D-E, to the point of burying wrappers under other pieces of trash so no one knows.
If y'all promise not to judge me (really, this is so difficult to confess, I'm in tears here) I'll keep up with you. What I've been doing since right after Christmas is eating more healthy. I try to keep leftovers available so that I can't use the excuse of "tired" to not cook at home.
It DOES help that Ingrid is always hungry. It helps EVEN MORE that she's not picky! Because of my lupus and extreme out-of-shapeness, I've committed to walking 3 days a week. If I walk out to the main road and back each time, I've completed my task. My biggest priority right now is consistency. Once I'm exercising regularly I can do more.
So yeah, I guess I'm in!