This is a bit of an undertaking for me. I’m breaking free from my inhibitions and “putting it all out there” in a sense. I am doing this to make myself accountable and perhaps in the process, someone else will benefit or help me in my journey. It’s a new year and clichés aside, I find myself plummeting, full throttle, into the black hole of resolutions and rude awakenings that generally follow mon
ths of self –loathing. When you look in the mirror and you don’t recognize the body, mind or soul you see in front of you, it’s time for a strategy. Naturally, I am petrified at the thought of failure – those inescapable moments that involve some combination of tears and anger, (I don’t want f&%*ing kale!) denial, (I can pull off this dress if I wear 6 Spanx) acceptance of one’s fat-spillage (Eff this, I’ll just be fat and my cats won’t care) and one or two several glasses of Pinot. I’m not going to think for a moment that this is going to be easy. Trying to change a lifestyle and lose a significant amount of weight, currently feels like the WORST mission in the history of any female who has ever lived. (**throws body on bed in temper tantrum, screaming why can’t I be skinny fat!”**) Obviously considering the world we live in, this feat is about as serious as a mouse fart, but to me, it needs to take over my 2016 for more reasons than one. Indeed I am already in the process of “re-structuring” (I prefer this over restricting). All in all, however, things are getting the boot. Obviously to see changes, you have to make changes. Am I never drinking wine again? Dear God no! I (nor those around me) couldn’t live in a world where I didn’t drink wine…or beer…or vodka…
I digress. The point is, I have to change the way I’ve been doing things or it’s only downhill from here. It’s not just physical – it’s mental too. The stress has to go – we all know how chronic stress wreaks havoc on our bodies and I’m living proof. The last 3 years of my life have been tougher than normal. Come to think of it, the last 33 years have been tough. Although that is not what this page is about, it’s been a significant reason for why my body changed so much. So here I am…looking for some encouragement, advice, fun, recipes, suggestions, laughs…whatever it takes to get me (and you if you choose to join me) through this fat burning, life-changing, celery eating, squat loathing sh*t show that will be my year
You in? ;) (Haters and judgers keep to yourselves please, ain’t nobody got time for that!)
