The Journey Begins

I know what you're thinking. I can hear you. It's terribly cliché. And it is. Everyone single person says "I want to lose weight in the new year". And you're right. It is. I'm not going to lie. But I don't care. I want to lose weight in the new decade! HAHA! 

I'm not proud of my eating habits in the past year. I treated myself to too much McDonalds and Burger King and even Starbucks. It's terrible. But it's true. If that was all I was doing, it might not be so bad. But it's not. But that's a story for another time.

I stepped on the scale for the first time in probably a year. And to my surprise I didn't balloon as much as I thought I would. Somehow I pretty much stayed at about the same level I've been for a while. So that's a win? I think?

But now I'm focused. So yeah, back to that scale. I'm not going to give you a specific number, but my weight just committed a murder. Not the heaviest I've ever been. There was a time I was in the early 200s.  But I'm close and I don't like that.

I figure the best way to hold myself accountable is to create this blog. Maybe no one reads it. Maybe a few friends do? Who knows. 

My goal? Drop 25 pounds over the course of the next year. I think it's doable.

What brought this on, you ask? I recently saw a picture of me that was less than flattering. I look pregnant. I look like I could use my stomach as an entertainment center and stack a TV on it. Wouldn't mind that, to be honest. But it's not a good look. 

You see those cupcakes in the logo? It's the closest I'm going to get to a cupcake or a donut for a very long time. Wish me luck.