My Not So Secret Love Affair

I learned the other day that my high school reunion is being planned for this summer. Although I didn’t realize until later in life, I was a pretty hot young lady. Of course that was twenty-five years ago. Three pregnancies and seven surgeries later, life has taken its toll and everything has gone south. Not helping matters is the fact that I have had a love affair for forty-some years. I am absolutely in love with food, especially junk food. I was raised in a house that had every form of junk food you could imagine, refrigerator full of sugary soda, chips, ice cream, and candy. Four years ago, however, I was diagnosed with Diabetes, a disease I had never encountered.

Since then I have lost approximately sixty pounds by making better life choices. While I am glad that I only have about twenty-five pounds more to lose, the task seems daunting, at best. I know exactly what to do and eat to lose these extra pounds but my love for food is still so strong that I fear it may be impossible. I also despise expending much energy to burn more calories than I consume. I always want that easy way out; to eat my cake and have it too. Ah, to actually be able to cake now!!

Yesterday I took my first step to my new weight loss goal. My boyfriend has been lifting weights to gain weight, a task that is difficult for him (The Bastard!). I decided to work out with him. Even now, after only two days of lifting (very little weight, I might add), it is difficult to lift my arms and type this post. When your upper arms feel like Jello-O, it isn’t easy to convince them to move! But, I am nothing if not determined to have a body that comes close to resembling the one I had during school. I am not sure exactly why this is so important to me. It just is!!