In the beginning there was a young single twenty-something who battled with her weight since that dreaded Freshman fifteen; Me. And then finally at the age of 28, I had lost a good 40 pounds. I looked and felt fabulous. I was ready to take on the world with my new confidence. And then there was "the guy" who will always be referred to as "the guy" in these blogs. And I had "the baby" that "the guy" helped create. Unfortunately "the guy" was better at running than parenting. So then the weight came back on and back off and on again and off again. I was a single mom trying to do it all. One day my boss had organized for us to join a gym and so I did. And I was successful once again up until a few years ago when I met my husband who had some belly battles of his own. At first we were doing well. We would work out together and started losing weight together. Then I found out I was pregnant and I let my cravings get the best of me. I stopped working out and spent more time in front of the TV than on the treadmill.
My baby boy is now going on 4 months and I am still having battles with my belly and the belly is winning. I hate making New Year's resolutions because I never keep them. So this is not a New Year's resolution, this is a Life resolution because I want to live. I want to have the energy I once had. I am only a few years away from 40. If 40 is the new 30 than I want to make the most of it and look my hottest.
Watch out world- Here I come!!!!
