No matter how I look at it, change is hard. Trying to change my eating habits is challenging. Weight loss requires making changes in a way of life that I am very accustom to, change is hard not only for me but for my family. I'm trying to make changes in my eating patterns. My husband is a fabulous cook and does most of the cooking, however he doesn't cook healthy foods. Fried chicken, the best ever, fried pork chops, steak, sausage in our spaghetti sauce and the list goes on. For the past eight days I have made a conscious effort to choose healthier foods. It is an odd feeling to make these changes, I don't know where it will end up - what will our life be like when these changes become a part of who I am. I have been with my DH since I was 19 years old, and I have eaten exactly what he is placed in front of me - he could eat it, so could I. I think this is one of the hang ups I have had with weight loss. A large portion of our life revolves around food - going out to eat is a big thing and usually involves thai, chinese, BW3, pizza etc. Change brings on a fear of the unknown. The past eight days I have made healthy choices one at a time and have focused on meeting my goals, one day at a time.