Back to Basics (An Introduction, of Sorts)

First of all, I would like to give a shoutout to one of my favorite authors, the lovely and incredibly talented Liza Palmer. The title of this blog is an homage to her second novel, Seeing Me Naked which is a fantastic read.

This summer, I plan on attending my high school's ten-year reunion. When I graduated, I was a size 10 or 12 and athletic. A decade later, I am soft in all the wrong places (but in some of the right ones as well!) I'd like to walk into the reunion at least partway back to where I was.

Over the years, I've tried any amount of diets. I've tried working out, and failed more than I've succeeded. This time, it's going to stick.

Almost five years ago I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis. I've recently discovered that I likely have sleep apnea. Now that carrying an extra person around has really started to affect my health, I've realized it's time for a change.

Don't get me wrong! I am fabulous, and I love myself just the way I am....just...only if I have several layers covering me up. And let's be honest - that's as much metaphorical as it is literal.

This is my story of shedding pounds, and shedding layers.

Here goes nothing...

Many years ago (okay, three) I started Weight Watchers. I did well on the program, losing about 35-40 pounds.

Three years later, it's almost all back. And I have sacrificed my health and appearance for the sake of Ben and Jerry's, which, to be honest, up until now has been an alright trade-off for me.

No more.

Last night, I re-enrolled in Weight Watchers online. Luckily, it saved my information from the last time, and I discovered I am still down from when I began (by all of 4.8 pounds, but I'm not going to turn my nose up at that).

Today? Day 1. Fresh start.