Well, I suppose I have been on this journey for 4 weeks now. Im not sure why, but I am reluctant to use the word "diet". Actually, I havent mentioned this to anyone besides my husband, so I think this may be a good outlet for me.
Why am I here? Well, I have never been thin or little. Rounded. Thats what I was always told. I learned terrible eating habits growing up. My mother has always been over 300 pounds, and she loves to feed me cheese and chocolate. She blames her weight (and mine) on our genes. She has always told me that I will never not have a few extra pounds, and will be lucky if I end up like Auntie ******, at arounf 250. I have decided differently. While genes may play a role, my choices are what will really make the difference, so I am making better choices. I dont want to settle for being 250 pounds down the road. Thats not good enough. I want to be healthy. And when I have children one day, I want to teach them to be healthy as well, and to treat themselves respectfully.
So here I am. Learning to eat differently, running when I can (I love running!) and just trying to live better.
And I think the dancing carrot is cute.