Starting Again

Last Fall I fell. I never made a transition from walking outside to exercising inside once the weather turned cold, then there was a death in the family, then all the family gatherings for the holidays, then a fairly severe PTSD episode - and I quit paying attention because I quit caring. And I gained about 40 pounds. And I'm sick of it.

I just got back from a major vacation and I lost 6 pounds while on vacation. That's kind of hard to believe considering all the wonderful food we had, but we were also busy all the time with no time to sit around snacking.

So I'm starting NOW.
Not September 1.
Not Monday.
Not tomorrow morning.

NOW.