I am taking a big step today and writing about my new journey towards losing weight.
I am a big girl. Just writing that last sentence took some courage because I don’t like to really admit it. I mean I joke about it, but I don’t like to THINK of myself as a big girl.
I know I can lose weight because I did it before. Since puberty, I have been overweight. In my mid to late 20s I lost a lot of weight. Then I got married and popped out two kids and went back to my old bad habits.
I don’t like being unhealthy. I don’t like being out of shape. I want to be able to play with my kids and not worry about getting out of breath when I run after them. I want to be able to go on bike rides with my family this year. I want to run a 5k.
I recently saw a picture of myself and I thought “That’s Enough!”. So I started back up on Weight Watchers. That was February 16th. I’ve lost 8 pounds so far.
So, why am I writing about this?
I want to be accountable for my weight loss. Every Wednesday, I will post about my journey. The good days and the bad days. I will post about the Full Body Torture class I take on Mondays and the conversations I have with myself over the food choices I make.