"Today is the first day of the rest of your life."

In 2008, about a year away from my husband's 10 year high school reunion, I made a commitment to myself to get fit and lose weight.


I had never thought of my weight before.


In high school, I was never skinny, but I was never fat either. I was always pretty much just average. Average height, weight, and jean size. I was always active and athletic. But, after high school that all stopped.


I was commuting to college, eating a lot of fast food, living with my fiance (now husband) and I didn't know how to cook any other way than my mothers. Which meant a lot of pasta, a lot of meat (breaded 'n fried), and a lot of cake and brownies made from a box mix- oh!- and a lot of take-out Chinese!


As you can imagine I packed on the pounds. About 40 to be exact. Yikes! I went up several sizes in jeans and tops. My husband never said anything to me about it- he loves me no matter what. My family never said anything- I was the smallest (besides my baby brother).


It took seeing a bad, reeeeally bad,  photo of me during a 4th of July outing to realize; "Holy crap! WTF happend?!"


I joined Weight Watchers and learned proper portions and healthy eating habits.


Then I started running and joined a gym. I remembered, I liked exercise. I needed exercise.


Currently, in 2012, I have about 20lbs to lose (to reach another personal get fit goal- fitter than high school) and I am training for my first ever marathon! If you asked me in 2008 if I would ever dare train for something like that I would've LOL'd- well, not any more!