I don't know what to say, or even where to start. Perhaps I should start with this...
It may not look like much, but to me it is tantamount to a new ankle, the same new ankle that six months ago allowed me to take the action required to start fixing my ruined body.
There are no tricks, we all know how and why we get out of shape, and we all know what action is required to put things right, sadly I think we are all very good at lying to ourselves.
I'm not at my goal, nor will I ever be, because my goal is to be better today than I was yesterday. Do I stumble, of course, am I always successful in my mission... No. But I am positive and consistent, something that is augmented by my family, both at home and on mfp, and for this I am forever indebted, sometimes a kind word goes further than I ever thought possible.
we are all here for the same reason, and here's hoping we all get to where we want to be.
