This is it. This is the time I take my health into my own hands and there is no one to stop me from doing so.
Well, just put it this way, I don’t have any more excuses ... college, being abroad, etc.
I did graduate last weekend, so that is exciting but with it was the final excuse I have for being overweight and unhealthy. College was fun—I happened to gain about forty pounds while I was there with the alcohol, poor eating choices, lack of exercise, etc.
I should say that I did lose twenty-five pounds one year and was feeling well and healthy and unbelievably, sexy. Then I got into a committed relationship, lost my attachment to my $50/month gym membership and probably the best personal trainer I have ever had. I am still in that committed relationship and we both want to be healthy and lose weight. But I realize, I have to do it. I, me, myself, has to start that, no one else. I know it will be hard. I know what it takes. But I am the ONE who has to START.
So what does that mean? No more McDonald’s, Wendy’s, Taco Bell, Moe’s, Kickin’ Chicken, Mellow Mushroom, or late night Gilroy’s after a round at the bars. Saying goodbye to drinking every weekend, and cutting back on tasty drinks like margaritas and strawberry daiquiris. Waving adios to Pepsi, Dr. Pepper, Sprite, and my arch nemesis, Diet Coke. Waving a mournful farewell to my favorite thing to eat in the whole wide world: ice cream. I almost cried right there. Yeah, I have that big of an attachment to ice cream-I blame my dad for that one.
I know I have to do everything in moderation but these are the things I struggle with and if I want to be healthy, then I have to say bye bye at least for awhile. I am sure I will see ice cream again and probably break down once or twice and grab a drink. But I know that in order to succeed, I have to abstain. I will probably save money as well and then I can buy a cute outfit in a size smaller!!
And no, I assure you all, I don’t want to be a size two or four. I am looking to be HEALTHY. I like having curves, I like the way my hips move when I wear heels. And I absolutely love when my significant other can grab me by my hips as we dance or do other things *blush*. I want to be able to avoid having a stroke when I am older, I want children (two), I don’t want to get cancer or high blood pressure, I don’t want to be borderline diabetic or scared that my heart will fail. I have a lot of chances *thanks to family genetics* to tear this body apart and my habits have not been healthy. I know this and I have recognized this now.
I know that this will be a long and arduous road ahead. I am completely aware of it but since I am a writer, I wanted to have people read this and get some support from outside sources. And I, in turn, want to support each one of you who aren’t dieting to look like Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan. I want to support those of you who are facing the same task as I am because you want to look better and feel better about yourselves or you want to have children or not risk having high blood pressure. Or perhaps, if you just want to have better sex. That’s always a good reason. :)
I know there’s no way to finish a first draft but I am truly excited to be doing this and I am excited to see what others have to say about it ...
