Next to raising a child, losing weight is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. One thing I’ve come to realize is that it’s never going to happen if I’m not really ready for it.
Over the last week, it clicked. Of course, this isn’t the first time. I actually went through the trouble of rearranging my entire work schedule to make it easier for me to get to the gym. A friend encouraged me to join MyFitnessPal and I finally did (Angelasue79 if you need a friend on there). It has been 5 days of tracking. Not every day has included a workout, but this week was still an improvement.
Starting again isn’t easy. Admitting that I gained back almost 20 pounds isn’t easy. Calorie counting isn’t very easy, either. There have been moments of shame… I won’t lie. How … how did I do all that work before and let it all go down the drain? Sure, the herniated disc didn’t help, but I quit eating right, too. Apparently I’m an all or nothing kind of gal but I’m not proud of that either.
My goals right now are consistency, persistence and finding a happy median. On days I can’t be perfect, it’s still okay to just be okay.
So here I go. I’m off to a great start. Maybe I’ll get back into blogging on a more regular basis, too.


My hair. It’s kind of awesome. If it weren’t my hair, I’d be pretty jealous ofme. I’m not saying you should think that my hair is amazing, all that really matters is I find something to love about my appearance. My hair is first. I love the natural waves. I love the color. I love the way the layers work with my face.




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