Yet another year has passed and my weight is the one thing that hasn't changed. It is also the one thing I think about most often, the one that takes up the most space in my life and in my head.
This sh*t has to stop.
Last year, I proclaimed that my 35th year would be the best year ever, the year I got this issue straightened out! What really happened this year? I gained 10 pounds. WTF.
A few months ago I went to a coaching workshop on Transformation. I want a Transformation (yes, with a capital T!). I took great notes and will look through them shortly on how to proceed from here.
Bottom line--I need these extra 60 pounds gone. Gone. For good. I want to feel pretty, strong healthy. I could name a hundred really great reasons to lose weight but only one is the game changer--I need to free up space in my head. I need to shed pounds that are keeping me from grabbing life by the balls! I want to be the best single mom to my kids, I want to be a hot lady who gets dates with the right kind of guys and I want to grow a successful coaching business. I can do it, I know I can.
So why haven't I? Because I am lazy. Because I am scared. Because if I fail again, I'll never get back up.
Enough. This sh*t has to stop.
The year will officially begin on November 18, my 36th birthday.
This blog will chronicle my progress. My struggles. My ultimate success. I have no doubt that if I try, I can drop 60 pounds before I turn 37. 37! Good Lord. How did I get this old?