Tomorrow I’m joining a group of friends to start a 12 week Biggest Loser contest…we did one the fall of 2008 and I won! It was a great way to get rid of all the weight I put on with Lil’ G. The problem is, I’m still carrying some extra pounds I gained when pregnant with Miss A…and she’s 6.
So, this is it, the start of a new decade, and one in which I don’t want to waste anymore time wishing I’d look better in a swimsuit or running in terror from the thought of trying to find a pair of jeans I look good in.
I have always been active and enjoyed exercise, I have never been a “bad” eater, I think I have more bad habits than anything else – mainly not eating all day and then, since I’m starving by dinnertime, eating too much. I won’t even get started on genetics and all that – I know that my inherited DNA makes losing weight an extra hard uphill battle, but I refuse to let that be an excuse for me not to go for it.
Besides, there’s a lot of cash on the line!
And I really love to win.