I completed the two weeks of South Beach Phase One (with one minor aberration) and this morning I am down 12 POUNDS! I'm so happy!
It's just a tiny step of a journey that will last the rest of my life, but I finally feel like I've shaken off the black clouds that have been covering me for the last two years and I'm ready to get on with the rest of my life - getting healthy, getting fit, and doing the things I WANT to do without being limited by my obesity.
Tomorrow I will be in Birch Bay...a beautiful spot in Northern WA State, right by the Canadian border. I'll be there through Sunday...enjoying some relaxation, adult beverages and the company of some amazing women. It's their annual scrapbooking getaway, and I went last year for the first time. I don't scrap, but I do beading. And sleeping. And drinking. (HA!) And mindless movie watching. This year I also plan on doing some walking. And reflecting.
I'm 55, so I'm probably at least 2/3 of the way through my life. How do I want to spend the next third?
I know how I DON'T want to spend it:
I DON'T want to be physically challenged every time I walk more than 5 minutes.
I DON'T want to be constantly pulling my shirt down to cover my fat belly.
I DON'T want to worry if I'll be able to buckle the seat belt when I fly.
I DON'T want to be aching in my knees and my back constantly.
I DON'T want to worry about breaking a chair because of my weight.
I DON'T want to have to store my mini-trampoline because I'm too heavy for it.
I DON'T want to strain and huff and puff to just get my shoes tied.
I DON'T want to be ashamed to go see my doctor for my annual checkup.
I DON'T want to have to buy more clothes in this size OR a bigger size.
I DON'T want to always be the biggest one in the group and/or picture.
I DON'T want to skip doing fun things because I'm too fat.
I want to be healthy....and fit....and able to do whatever I want to do without being limited by my weight.
I want to live.