Thats it!!! This is the final reckoning!!!

I never really had a problem with my body. I almost had a narcissistic complex when it came to my body. I never had a problem getting attention and I don’t feel unattractive. For years I took advantage of this and abused my body and it’s just now, at 30, starting to give me what I deserve.

I feel sluggish and am becoming self conscious and embarassed about my body. It’s a little absurd because i’ve been big for a long time but I am starving to feel healthy (if that makes sense). I want to know what it feels like to run up a flight of stairs without getting winded or run a 5k to start. I want to work out in a sports bra and leggings and not recieve disgusted glances. I want to board a plane and not feel humiliated to have to ask for an extension. I need to do this. I’m at an age that if i meet someone and want to get married I want to dazzle in a dress ... ANY DRESS! I no longer want to pay absurd prices for cute big girl clothes! I want people to memorize my face and remember my freckles or my long hair instead of saying “the big girl” (to put it nicely)...

It’s going down ... because i’m sure the hell not.

Lets do this