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Introduction Text After a number of starts and tapering off, I am back on track - the difference this time is my mind. Something is different. There have been a number of times when I said "NO MORE!" But this time? I'm not sure what the difference was - more aware? More willing to accept responsibility in a very real and profound way? In February of 2012, I cried in my doctor's office as we discussed my need for cholesterol medicine. I had refused several years ago to start taking them because we were open to having more children, and statins have a great risk of birth defects. But, I don't have more children. And these past years I could have been taking a drug that would have helped control a serious health concern. After leaving his office, I realized that I am the only one who can improve my health. Maybe if I had, we would have more children by now. Maybe if I had, I wouldn't be on the cusp of 37 years old and just beginning to get this under control. My dad, who was not obese, died at age 38+2 months due to arterial disease. I have been slowly killing myself. And that became a reality in a new way in February. I have allowed this poor health to affect me and my family for the past 12+ years. And I am the only one who can change it. And I am.

I want to be fit, healthy, and energetic. And I'd love to shop for clothes in the misses section at a department store. I want to walk to my friend's house in 8 minutes or less.

Tracking my food intake again and making sure I eat an appropriate amount of fruits and veggies. This made such a difference when I followed these steps before. I'm also going to step up my expectations for exercise.

Just a girl who wants to live for her family. And God gave me this body to allow me to live - I have to choose to take care of it so I may.



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