This is me, trying the "lift yourself up" activity at the Boston Children's Museum.
There was a time that I would not even consider doing something like that. I would have been too self-conscious to try and lift my bulk. I would not want other people looking at me and making snide remarks or jokes. But...my daughter asked me to. She saw her Daddy try it, and then said "it's Mommy's turn! Your turn now, right Mommy?"
I didn't even hesitate. There was no way I was going to say no to her. Not for this. I never want to say to her "Mommy's too big to do this, sweetie." I want her to know anyone, of any size, can do anything.
I actually wanted to see if I could do it. I got in the chair, worried for one moment about the seat belt fitting (it did just enough), and I got the chair up somewhat. I didn't make it all the way up to the top.
I know there will be a time we'll visit there, and I will lift myself up to the top. I have no doubt in my mind. I've been getting stronger with my workouts. I can now go from a folded position and jump back into a push-up position. I can do pushups!
I didn't think that the Biggest Loser DVDs and my 2-mile walks around the Common were doing more than maintaining for me. But clothes are fitting looser. My strength and flexibility are improving. I am improving.
