Hello!
I've been here before, about 18 months ago, according to my "you last visited..." message. Since then, I've moved in with my boyfriend (I didn't know guys ate chips ALL THE TIME until I lived with one) and his two year old son, and while I'm adoring all these quiet country nights and being a pseudo mom to the kiddo, the potato chips are killing me.
I used to go to the gym religiously, and was a member of Weight Watchers, which worked really well for me. After several months away from both the gym, and the support of WW, I don't even dare step on a scale. I can just tell from the way my clothes fit - or don't fit - that I'm back up near my starting weight of around 155.
Three weeks ago, I joined the local YMCA. I've been twice. I'm going again today (I figure if I actually type that out, it'll help me motivate myself to go!) and I'm also going to make a real effort to eat well.
I miss feeling healthy.
I miss my triceps.
I miss being able to say "no thanks" when someone offered me pointless calories (hello, Doritos.) For some reason, "no thanks" has become much harder to say.
It's nice to be back.