My husband (Shcezris on here) was the one to get me going. It's taken some time to learn and find the right workout for my body. My current goal is to lift my weight + half in all areas - so, that'd be roughly 172 lbs total. I have issues with joints, but it won't stop the process.

Also, I'm awful about tracking my workouts on bodybuilding, but not on my own logs. Instead of printing them out, I decided to use google drive:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xsiFOcN7KVgjmoMUqUbWBw1zBhtrBtDCZi66-Eq-5YY/edit?usp=sharing

I had a really bad child hood, and it has lately come to surface that I have a mild PTSD from it. By adjusting my workout program to an every-day pattern, the gym has become my therapy. It allows me to physically work out and remind myself of the things I can do and how far I have come, and by doing so, gives me the mental and emotional tools to silence the lingering doubts and self confidence issues that try to remain permanent residents in my mind and heart. The healthier figure I achieve daily is a constant win against looking like the person that hurt me the worst, and therefore, by also behaving/living like her. I'm not saying it's easy. I have days where my husband has to practically lead me into our gym room and encourage me, and he reminds me of all the reasons why working out is one of the best things a person can do. And while he's helping me stay encouraged and driven, he also reminds me that when it gets down to it, its up to me.. And I've already chosen the gym. So getting to work strength training, or going that one more mile.. It makes it a little easier, because I know I did it yesterday.. and that in itself is a reward - an accomplishment.