Hello Loyal Readers (and any New Followers who may be just now tuning in)!
Has it really been this long? Since I last blogged, I've graduated from law school, gotten married (the dress looked great!) and begun the daily grind of being an adult with a desk job. On paper, it's looking like I've really got my life figured out. On the scale.....well, that's another story.
It is with a heavy heart (among other things), that I return to the Interwebz seeking the support of friends and strangers as I embark upon yet another weight-loss adventure.
I am going to tell you a number. It's a number that shocks my conscience, rattles my scale, and--despite my best attempts at humor--really isn't funny at all.
161.
Well, actually, 161.8.
No, that's not a hip new radio station. It's my current weight.
Just admitting that number on this blog is actually really difficult. Embarrassing. And given the extremely public nature of my Countdown to the Gown blog, I feel like now I'm forced to eat my words...and I'll be honest, of all the (clearly numerous and fattening) things I've eaten lately, the words are definitely the most bitter.
How could this have happened? How?!? I was doing so good! I had a terrific pair of athletic shoes, a loyal blog following, a vast assortment of healthy power foods that I had actually learned to enjoy, I got down to a svelte 123 pounds for my wedding day.....what happened?!?
I'll give the abbreviated version: got married, stopped trying to actively lose weight, failed utterly at "maintaining" the weight loss, got a job where I sit still all day, started eating a bunch of rubbish during my lunch hour, got caught up in my work and stopped making health a priority. In essence, I turned into one of the millions of Americans who struggle with their weight and regain weight after a successful diet.
I could go on for days and days about these failures, but I won't. Why? Because that would be pointless. There no sense in basking in the shame of these mistakes because it won't do anything to fix them. It would be looking backwards, but where I need to be looking is ahead.
Today I begin again. Today 1200 calories a day becomes a mandate--not a suggestion. Today, I revisit my long-lost nemesis, Jillian Michaels. Today I start making myself a priority again.
And this is my solemn vow: By Christmas, I will be back to a reasonable weight of 130. That's 15 weeks at 2 pounds of weight loss each week. I'll track my progress on this blog--preferably every 3 days--as I move forward.
Forward, ho (ho, ho)!
Thank you for following me in this journey. It means more than you can ever know. I am a firm believer that the only thing stronger than fear is hope. And the only thing stronger than hope is the fear of public humiliation.
Keep me accountable, folks!! Wish me luck!
