2/365

To continue with my thoughts on living my best life now, I thought that my second post should be something that I normally wouldn't post about. My weight. Ugghhh, even typing it makes me cringe in embarrassment. I was one that never really had to worry to much about my weight or staying fit. I danced as a child, was a cheerleader as a teen and danced again after high school so I always got my exercise in my classes/practices. Boy, did I take that for granted. I guess I just thought that it would always be that way and I would never have to think about it. Well, fast forward to the start of 2010 and here I am at the largest I have ever been or ever thought that I could be. Yikes! I am going to be really honest here in the hopes that it will jar me into actually following through on my plans. So....here goes.....I currently weigh what I did when I arrived at the hospital to deliver my last child. Gulp. How did that happen?! Was it the extra sweets, the big bowls of pasta or just the complete lack of any exercise other than the daily activities of a mom of 3? Not to make excuses for myself but I think that it was all of those things but so much more too. We went through alot of rough times and disappointments in the past few years and I think that it not only took a toll on my attitude but on my weight as well. It feels so much better doing that wallowing that talked about in my last post curled up on the couch with a bowl of something. No more! This is my year to reclaim my body, my health and my self esteem. I have dreams in my heart that need me to be at my physical best and I promise you this, when I step off of that plane onto french soil this summer I will not be doing fat!