Sign, sign, everywhere a sign

I know exercise is a key element that will lead me to my goal of losing weight and becoming healthy.

I know this, I’m not stupid.

I know to lose weight you have to burn more calories than you consume. Easy concept, hard to follow.

Step one of my plan is to start counting Weight Watcher’s points again. Step two will be to exercise…on a regular basis.

The signs have been thrown at me and I’m listening.

I had a crazy migraine yesterday, complete with aura, and hand and face numbness. My line of work, and the fact that I suffer from mild hypochondria, lead me to believe I was having a stoke. So I called Two Ton Tilly to make sure my speech wasn’t slurred. When she answered I informed her that I’m calling to check my speech because I think I’m having a stroke.

She laughed at me and asked me what the f@#$ I was talking about. No love, guess she’s used to me. She’ll be sorry for laughing if I ever do have a stroke.

Anyway, I recovered and scheduled an appointment with the neurologist, ya know just in case.

I also received my city’s spring recreation class registration brochure in the mail yesterday. I’d thought about taking an aerobics class before but am pretty good at making excuses so always talked myself out of it.

Then, this morning there was an email in my inbox waiting on me: “Study shows that exercise reduces migraine suffering.”

OK, OK, I get it. Exercise will shrink my ass and could make my head stop hurting.

So the check is in the mail. Starting mid April I’ll be attending a step aerobics class twice a week.

Booya!