So....What's The Plan Anyway?

Ok.....so in my first attempt at blogging I admitted that I've allowed myself to grow too big for my britches.  I promised that I would keep you up to date on my progress, but may have left you wondering, well exactly what is the plan?  How is she going to do it?  Well, truth is I don't have a hard and fast plan, but I do have hard and fast goals.

• Wear my wedding bands again (that's right!  Can't squeeze them over the sausage fingers!)
• Chase the kiddos around the park with the same energy and enthusiasm that I used to
• Get back into my clothes!! 
• I have a dress I hope to wear for my birthday.....3.5 months to go!! 

I'm thinking the biggest question you may be thinking of is so what's the bottom line?  What's the damage?  How much does she weigh?  Truth is, I don't really know.  I could guess, and would probably be fairly close, but exactly to the ounce, I truly don't know.  Worse truth, I don't want to.  See, the thing is the LAST time I dared to stand on the scale, I topped out at 2 pounds OVER what I weighed the last time I checked into a hospital as a patient.  Which, if you're wondering, was the last time I gave birth!  Yup.  I weighed MORE than I did at 9 months pregnant, with 9 pounds of baby, and a heap of pounds of all that stuff that comes along with it.  Now, I will step on that scale again someday, but not until I know I wont fall in a pile on the ground and create a puddle of tears.

So, for the plan, I have developed one habit that I KNOW I need to eliminate.  After my youngest child was born, I developed a soda habit, the sugar and caffenine was a jolt I needed to help boost my energy.  Well, I usually drink 2 sodas a day, and those are not diet drinks, just totally empty calories going right to the pop belly.  That will stop. 

When I am making my kids lunches, I snack as I pack.  Pack some chips, taste a few, make a PB & J sandwich, lick the PB off the knife before putting it in the sink....I am sure you know what I am talking about.  I eat sometimes without really even realizing that I am doing it!  That will stop.

♪ ♫ ♪ I like to MOVE IT MOVE IT!  That's right!  I need to bust a move baby!  I used to be very active, but now, I am pretty much a slug.  So...back to the Gym, back to Wii Fit, a walk around the river, whatever I need to do, I will do a minimum of 30 minutes of pure excercise a day.  

And for now....that will do.   Tomorrow is my official start day, I figure that on halloween day, I want to allow myself the luxury of one last 100,000 bar before I buckle down and stick to the program!!!

Hello World, Please Hold Me Accountable!

I have avoided looking in the mirror, and having my photo taken for some time.  And right here, right now, I am about to share the good, the bad and the downright ugly.  Yup.  Time for some painfully bare truth.

You see, I have a birthday coming up in a few months.  One of THOSE birthdays.  You know the ones, they start with a number and end in a Zero.  A big fat 0.  And that my friends, is sord of why I decided to start a blog.  You see, I am not a writer.  But I am something, rather I have become something.  I have become fat.  Yup.  Fat.  And, I really want to do something about it.  I want to eat better, move more, and shrink my ever expanding waistline before I hit that big birthday in February.  I am asking YOU dear reader to hold me accountable for it.  You see, it's sord of a psychological thing, I do not like to disappoint anyone, and surely I would disappoint you if I said I would do something and then failed to do it!

So....I tell you this, I will get in shape, and I will keep track of my progress (and sure to come setbacks) along with other random things that might pop into my mind on any given day so that YOU can hold me accountable for it!

Avoiding the mirrors and photos for a while has helped me hide from my softening, but when my brother was married in September I could not hide from the cameras, and I was not happy with what I saw. 

You see.....when I was about to turn 20, I looked like this:

 When I had just turned 30, I looked like this:

And, while in my mind I still look the photos above, in reality, as was proven to me from these photos taken at my brothers wedding, I actually look like this:

So there you have it.....including below the cleavage that might be confused with a cleft chin.  YIKES?  In this photo, you can actually sord of see a glimmer of the slimmer gal I used to be, but that is only because I am cleverly hiding the multiple chins I have accrued by sticking my chin out and looking up at the photographer.  Lovely.     

So, I will be working on this.  I have three and a half months ahead of me before my 40th birthday. 

Um.....wait a minute, did I really just admit that not only am I FAT but nearly 40 in my first ever blog post!?  YIKES!

Ok...so there you have it.   Please check in with me every once and a while to check my progress, and give me a kick in the butt if I am not sticking to the plan!!  In return, I will tell it like it is.....you will get the full story!!

So...until next time....