Weight loss day 2

So last night I began my nightly adventure into the world of exercise, you find out exactly how bad out of shape you are when attempting to exercise for the first time in years.  I bought an exercise tape, 30 day Shred by Jillian Michaels, trainer from Biggest Loser, and half way through I was swearing she was the Anti-Christ.  No I really don't mean that.  My husband  is in the living room laughing at the fact I am having to get up and get down and I can't breathe, and I believe somewhere in the process one of my lungs just gave up and ran out of my body.  See he can think about losing weight and does so, I think about it, and it seems I gain five pounds.  Men are so lucky.  Well, so I make it through the tape in one piece and I am still trying to catch my breath, and keep in mind every time I have to do an on the floor exercise my baby dog thinks it's time to lick mommy in the face, how fun is it to get a tongue bath while trying to do crunches.  So point is I made it through the tape, and I was so dang proud.  See, if you read my previous post, I am not easily motivated, and I have a hard time keeping up with the routine of doing something every day, I mean of course I want to go home put on some sweats and a shirt and lay up on the couch all night, but to get healthy again, I can't do that, but tell my brain, it's like there is this evil force in my brain saying so what if you have high blood pressure, you're overweight, and you are only 30, take a break you deserve it, when all in all I do not.  I have been told by my doctor several times, you got to lose weight, you got to for your health and for any hopes of bringing a healthy baby into this world, and I never listen to her or anyone else for that matter.  Well one day it hit me, I could leave my husband a widow, a young widow, just by being lazy and stubborn, and that's not fair to him.  My husband has tried to be my supporter, but he usually gets yelled at, because when he mentions something about exercise, I assume he means get your fat butt up and go exercise you lard butt, when my husband would never say that, have mercy on him if ever did, but he is just trying to help and because I try to find a good excuse not too, I pick a fight with him so maybe I can justify not doing so because I am too mad to do so.  Sounds so stupid, I know.  Well because I love my husband so much, I am going to do this for me, so he will not to have to lead a young life without me.  I know that each day that goes by it will get easier and I will look back one day and say wow look at where I am at now.  I definitely will be relying on God alot through prayer, because I am sure I will need some strength and motivation.  So if anyone reads this pray for me and check back because I will be doing weekly progress reports