No. It's not.
This is one of those " I have had this post sitting on my draft board for months, but I'm now
This isn't going to be about resolutions. It's about realizations. It's about looking at myself and saying what I'm sure, crosses plenty of people's minds "Oh girlllll, you're fat!".
There I said, well I typed it.
And I'm letting the internet read my biggest insecurity. I mean let's be honest, im relatively funny, I have a pretty decent personality... (sometimes) and I'm great at sarcastic commentary. But the one thing I am not is self confident. I know I have a lot to offer. But in today's world I'm an outlaw simply because I am bigger. I could be friends with who I am. But I'm embarrassed by her. It's a sad reality. But at the same time, It's liberating. Because I have taken the first step. I have admitted that I have a problem.
And now I'm moving in to the second step. I'm getting off my hiney, (figuratively speaking), And doing something about it! This isn't going to be one of those "I have the secret of the universe to weight loss" changes. This is going to be one of the "tired moms guide to liking who the heck she is" changes. Starting with enlisting my husband to prep my lunches. If I had it my way I would have speaghetti O's every day. Apparently that's not a good cohice. I digress. 70% of weight loss is in the kitchen. So it's baby steps for me cutting things and it slowly but that need to be cut out. Like soda. Done ✔. Next is sugar. And eventually coffee. But thats the FINAL step because, murdering someone isn't number one on my list.
As of today I am on day1 of 13 of drinking a gallon of water a day to flush out my toxins and restart myself. It just so happened to be the beginning of the week. Again none of this new year new me stuff. I'm still the same lovable, forgetful, clumsy person I was in 2016.
So I hope you stick around and enjoy this mess. Ha im sure it will be...
As always until next time,
