Monday, January 3, 2011

A Fresh Start

I'm back.  For the past 6 months I've stopped counting/caring what I've been eating and the weight has crept back on.  I saw it coming.  There were weeks, here and there, where I would track and exercise, but then something would happen.  I'd get sick, there would be a celebration of some sort, or, you know, I'd want some ice cream.
So here I am.  Six months until my wedding day and 35 pounds heavier than I would like to be.  I love that it took a year to lose 40 and six months to gain most of it back.  
I told myself that I could do whatever I wanted over Christmas (which included a lot of food, but also walks which made me feel a bit better) but come January I needed to be back at it.  
It's not even entirely about the wedding.  Sure, I have the prettiest dress ever made and I want to be smokin' hot, but it's more about how I feel.  And how I know I CAN feel.  I can try on one outfit and feel good, instead of trying on half a dozen and feeling mediocre.  I can feel strong after exercising, instead of feeling like a soft mess.  
I started learning how to run, and then winter came.  I'm not really all about breaking my ankle, so I stopped.  Our basement is pulled apart and the treadmill has been pushed into a corner.  The exercise bike is shoved into another room.  The couch is pulled away from the wall which leaves no exercise room.  
I'm full of excuses, I know.  But I'm also full of homemade vegetable soup, and a salad with chicken, which I just had for lunch.  I know I can do it again, and I have a time goal in mind.  If it doesn't happen before July 9, it's not the end of the world.  It's a life-long process and the wedding is just one magnificent day.  And at the end of that day, I will be married to D and it will happen no matter how much I weigh, and with or without sunshine.
Like I said, I'm back.  With or without readers, this blog helped me before so I'm going to try to keep up with it.
One great thing I did was quit smoking, 3 months ago today.  I feel fantastic about that, and I can't wait to get healthy without that little storm cloud hanging over my head.
Love, Peace, and Salads,
PennieLane

Love you HT.

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