Day 1 of the new lifestyle change has come and gone. It feels good to be able to say that!

The first day of doing anything isn't usually considered fun. First day at a new job, first day at a new gym, etc....exciting yes, but with excitement comes some anxiety.

At the core of change is believing YOU can do it. I think my brain has finally come to the conclusion that I am strong enough to do whatever I want badly enough. No longer will I let my mind believe that I will be unhealthy and fat forever....that is not the person I was created to be.

After working out last night I realized how out of shape I really am. No grace and coordination at all. My muscles aren't really used to moving like I moved them last night....it felt good to just get up and MOVE.

Day 2 is in full swing....how many times have I thought about running to chik-fil-a? Twice. How many pep talks have I had with myself already? Four. How many failures have I had so far? NONE. Each day that I make the decision to do this for me and my family, it will get a little less hard....it will never be easy. That is a realization that I have to accept....food will always be an issue for me, but I control how much of an issue it is.

The skinny on fat is that fat is more than a three letter word....it is a big ball of emotion that has been deep fried in addiction.

Until next time....I'll be eating an obscene amount of fruits and veggies...working out and most importantly always praying for the strength to make this journey THE journey.