Finding the old me

I went to the Doctor's office today and to my dismay, had to face the reality of my weight gain that I have tried to avoid for a while now. Truth of the matter is, I know I have put on a few pounds, but I have been avoiding stepping on that scale to find out just how many a "few" actually was. It got me thinking as I waited in the room for half hour (because we all know how fast a doctor visit is).

With nothing to do, I sat and looked and my nails and twiddled my thumbs. It struck me that I haven't really paid attention to myself in a really long time. What happened to me over the past year or so? When at one point in my life, I went to the gym on a daily basis and always had polished hands and feet, I was disgusted to realize how unkempt I have become. It got me wondering when exactly did I forget about myself?

Maybe I got caught up with school and work. But those are always the first excuses. Is there really an excuse for forgetting to remember yourself? For a long time, my focus has just been school...work...success. However, I think I need to start making myself a priority again. After all, no one else is going to do it for me. Perhaps I will finally take my boyfriend's advice and get my lazy behind up to run in the afternoons. It's all baby steps. But I am determined to get there.