With a toddler and a baby to contend with, I haven’t really had much time to think about getting back into shape until recently.  Every year, we have a tradition of buying new clothes for Chinese New Year.  Every year, I usually manage to find something decent to wear…

…until this year.

After delivering Gareth, I seem to have retained some excess baggage around the mid-rift that has destroyed whatever semblance of a waistline I used to have.  Clothes shopping this year has been utterly depressing.  I haven’t found anything that I am remotely convinced looks good on me even though my kind shopping companions have reassured me that it does.  Of course, Gavin would say I look pretty in anything.  He’s even been trying to help me pick out clothes for Chinese New Year by making his own recommendations on what he thinks I should try on.  They aren’t always entirely appropriate, but I appreciate the gesture.

I’m digressing… This whole experience has convinced me that it is time to get off my behind and do something about it rather than feel sorry for my aging body.  So I’ve started a workout diary on Pro-Sports where I intend to document the journey back to fitness.  Feel free to visit me there and share your experiences, ideas and workout schedules.