Okay, we all know that things start to fall apart when you start getting a little older. I noticed some changes when I hit 35. I was not happy to see 35 and my body is constantly reminding me that I’m not 23 anymore. As a nurse I LOVE to use the excuse of taking care of others as a reason for not taking care of myself. Truth is, I’m lazy! I am one of the laziest people you will ever meet when it comes to working out. I CANNOT commit to working out to save my life. Well, I haven’t been able to up to this point. However, I am going to stop being selfish and actually start taking care of this host I call my body. I’ve realized that at this point in life, it takes a different motivator to make me commit to such a thing. So my plan is to start slow…3 days per week. I have a personal trainer to help me reach my initial goals and I’m actually excited (even though the picture doesn’t look like I’m excited). I can already hear some of you talking crap about me because I’m already “small”…but guess what, little people have heart attacks too!