This is where I'm *at*

I have been thinking *a lot* about the last time I weighed 135#'s. I had gained some weight while in school, not much but enough I couldn't wear my clothes and lost it all without effort in ~6 months or so...I do not remember making a conscience effort to lose the weight.

I've set my current goal weight to 150#. However, the more I think about that 135, the more I want to get *there.*

Here's my problem. I despise exercise, even as a kid I hated doing anything that 'caused me to expend energy and get tired. Running, rope jumping, jumping jacks, etc. Gah. I liked climbing trees, racing mini bikes, riding horses (or other animals) swimming, crafts, but mostly reading. I had some uncles who "weight lifted" and I could lift half my weight over my head as a kid. As a young woman in my 20's I worked out at a gym on Nautilus equipment, faithfully 3x/week. I was strong (I could carry around 2 cases of beer in glass bottles without thinking about it).

I think about these things and think I should "do something" about this. However, I cannot afford a gym membership...I know (or have read about) using one's own body for resistance training...me being me, tho' sees that as "exercise" so, I am being balky about it. The other thing I know is, in each of the above instances of my working with weights there was some sort of friendly (or in the case of the uncles not so friendly) competition going on...The man who coached me on the Nautilus, through some weird concatenation, I ended up married to his best friend! But Always there was someone there for me to compare/compete or show off with/to and I find I am reluctant to *do* anything for resistance training (I am not worried about cardio, I get plenty of walking in) since I don't have this at this time. But I hear that 135#'s calling me, and I want it, goodly.

Thanks for *listening*

SW