...weight loss battle begins...

It is extremely depressing to find out that you fit into your mothers clothes. That's right, I fit into my mom's clothes. I'm 5'2" weighing in at 140 lbs. That's overweight for my height. It's not fair that my brother inherits the good genes, and I get the bad ones. Yesterday I started the battle. I woke up at 6:30 am, immediately turned on our vintage Jane Fonda workout video. (Don't laugh, it's all we have) I do have a pilates workout on DVD, but it's not what I need right now. I need some burning action. Although this Jane Fonda workout routine is old, it's vigorous. My whole body is sore from yesterdays workout.
When it comes to weight loss, I have difficulty finding motivation. Honestly, I don't know why. I know I want to fit into my old clothes, but it doesn't seem to be enough. Sure, I'd like to wear a two-piece when we go to Las Vegas this summer...but it's still not enough. Now it seems like fitting into my mom's clothes ain't even enough. I just hate it when I can't eat what I want...
Today I'm giving my body a rest. Although when I woke up this morning I managed to do a little exercise for 30 minutes. Which 'they' say is enough, as long as you do it at least 3 times a week. We'll see how this goes. Wish me luck...