Resolute resolutions

Hello all. I have never been one to buy into resolutions. I don’t think January 1 is anymore important to start something than October 23rd. So, that being said, I did something yesterday that changed the course of my life. I stepped on the scale. When I looked down, I saw something I would never see. It brought tears to my eyes. And it made me want to do something that up to that point, I kept putting off because I thought it wasn’t that bad. I am fat. Obese. Flabby. I could go on, but I don’t need to. I have been overweight since about 1996, but hadn’t really given much thought to it, because, well, it was easy not to. But I saw a number that shattered my being yesterday. People have big birthdays, couples have big days, and we have big numbers that we never want to see. For those fortunate few, it is 200. For a woman, it varies from 110 to 2oo. For a man who is 6’2 with three kids and a smoking hot wife, it is……………………….. don’t feel like telling yet. I will just put it this way. My goal is 80 pounds. Added up over a year, that is only 4 oz. a day. Seems easy huh? But I like baaaaaad food. I mean, if it tastes good and can make you gain weight, I loved it. Not liked it, loved it. So here is what I have to do. I have to be strict. There is no 2 slices of pizza for me. There is no small bowl of fat free, sugar free ice cream with no chocolate topping for me. There aren’t any Little Debbie’s. I could go on, but I don’t need to. So, I will eat, and I may not like it all the time, but they say a habit only takes about 3 weeks to develop, so here’s to lasting 3 weeks, moths, years, and hopefully decades. I can’t run due to back and knee issues. But in the past 24 hours, I have walked 3.3 miles. Feels good I have to say, and really not that hard. When I was a teenager, I was in shape, and I ate whatever I wanted. Now as an adult, I am realizing that the same is not true. I hate that once again, I found out later than I should have, but I can assure you, I have found out. So if you live near, and you see me, don’t pat me on the back or tell me I can do it, tell me I will do it. I used to have a teacher who hated the word can. I can see what she meant now. Good luck and good night.

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