"It looks like 2 honey baked hams in a walmart sack..."

Let me clue you in, before you start "moving", make sure you have the right kind of clothing.  Unfortunately, no one shared this gem of info with me.  The first time I went out "running" with my friend Terra, was a wardrobe disaster. 
I didn't own workout clothes. 
I didn't have a pair of shorts.
I didn't own a sports bra.
I had worn out shoes.
So besides being 273 lbs and completely out of shape, I was not dressed for the task at hand.  However, I was determined to get ready to run the dirty dash, and I wanted to honor my dreams that had been screaming at me to run, so here I was, excited to get going, but so unprepared.

We met in the evening, just Terra and I.  I wore a pair of my husbands shorts, that were a bit to big for me, a regular bra, and my worn out shoes.  We began with a walk, then ran super short distances (like the length of a block), with me huffing and puffing along.  As soon as we started running, my shorts started to fall off, my boobs were bouncing out of my bra, but  I continued on with one hand holding my shorts up and the other holding my boobs down.  I WAS A SIGHT!  I giggle about it now, but it is a bit humiliating to think that people saw me looking like that.  We did close to 2 miles that first day.  Terra kept telling me not to "bounce" so much.  It had been so long since I had run, I didn't know how to do it! 

This horrific experience didn't stop me.  I went right out and got me a new, super duty strength sports bra (at least the best that Walmart sold).  They weren't sold in the size I needed, but I got the biggest I could, did a couple of test bounces in the dressing room, and deemed it better than what I had and good enough for now, besides, I was going to lose weight and then it would fit better.....  I also invested in a new pair of cheap athletic shoes, and a to small but better than nothing pair of tight yoga pants.  I was so excited (and a lot delusional), but more appropriately prepared for my newest hobby.  I was so excited, that I put on my new sports bra and nacho Libra stretchy yoga pants and modeled for my sweet husband.  I pranced down the stairs, all excited and exclaim "What do you think?"  feeling in my delusional state that I was the bom digity.......  There was a long pause, as he searched for the right words.  "Uh....well"  he said with a smile on his face, "It looks like two honey baked hams, stuffed in a Walmart sack, and I'm not sure it's going to hold."  Really?  Ok, that was funny, and I laughed, and the truth, that was a pretty accurate statement.

So ask yourself, where ever you are on your journey, could it be any worse than that?  I hope you got a giggle out of this post, and can see that it only gets better.   Happy "moving", what ever form you choose....
Lori