The Next 30 Days

32 has come to stay for the next 365 days so it is time to do a little bit of reflection on what it means to me. Here is the blaring realization that I have had over the last 4 days since my actual Birthday. I don't feel 32, I feel 52. My bones ache, I am tired, my clothes don't fit right, I have little energy and my body is flabby. Yes flabby. If you don't want to hear about it then I suggest you tune out now because I am about to lay out my plan of action.

For the last eight years I have been a member of Weight Watchers. Back in 2003 I lost 65 pounds of college weight. I looked and felt amazing. When I got pregnant with Maggie I was already creeping back up the scale but I didn't care I was pregnant. Over the next 7 months I did exactly what I said I wasn't going to do. I ate like I was carrying triplets. I ate and ate and ate some more. One day, as I sat eating something unhealthy, my friend Cindy looked and me and said, "Your going to regret this." I couldn't believe she had just said that to me. She's my good friend. I didn't want to hear that from her. But hindsight is always 20/20. I should have listened to her because now I do regret it. I gained 50 pounds with Maggie and have only lost 20 of it. There are days when I am embarrassed to walk out the door because of how I feel and look. Please don't pity me. In fact the last thing I want is anyone's pity. I did it to myself and now I have to un-do it.

So here is my plan. For the next 30 days I am going to live a healthier life. I am going to commit to eat healthier, move more, and drink less (or none at all). I am not going to focus on the scale but more on how my body feels. I will use this blog as a way to stay accountable to those who choose to follow my journey. I will also promise to post healthy new recipes and tales of both accomplishments and epic fails.

Don't fret if you follow just to see new pics of Maggie, I will continue to post those as well. She is so darn cute how could I not. But it is for Maggie and Steve that I am making this commitment. I want to be 52 and feel 32. I want to watch my baby girl get married and have babies of her own. I can't do that if I continue to live and eat like I do today.

So, with that being said, I raise my glass of water to the next 3o days.