Something clicked this weekend.  I’m ready to make changes in my habits and know it’s going to be hard…but I’m ready.

I’m not happy with my current physical health.  I’ve been the same weight for over a year and blamed it medication, allergies, illness, food restrictions, injury and so much more.  While each of these things were and are factors in my life, I let them become the reason I didn’t have to work at regaining my health.  Instead of being my own advocate I became my own enemy.

I eat my feelings.   I ate when sad & happy.  I eat when depressed; tired; annoyed; and any other emotion throughout the day.

I skipped the gym because I didn’t feel like it.  Workouts are a struggle on so many days yet I skipped the gym for no reason at all. 

I’ve put everything ahead of a healthy me.  For all the saying I want to improve my health, lose weight, and get back to the place I felt the best I’ve been my own worst enemy.  It finally clicked over the weekend.

Instead of retreating into a hole – a typical me move – I made a plan to change.  Change; something that scares the crap out of me.

I’m counting calories because it works best for me.  I made a workout schedule and menus.  I’m not getting in my own way.  It’s about being the best for me, instead of making excuses for the worst.

Back to being the best me!