Well I have been ill for the last couple of days... in fact I have been off and on ill for the last 3 months, per my doctor visits.  I'm having lung issues, but I'm not going to let this set me back.  I can't go to the gym until everything clears up, by no means will I use that as an excuse. I have free weights at home that I can use. If I go at a slow pace I can still burn calories and not get my lungs all crazy.  Slow walk on the treadmill is something better than nothing.  I'm in this to finish with a good weightloss, inches to be gone forever (hopefully) and the health my body has been screaming for.  Walk with me on my journey.  Leave me words of encouragement.  Lift my spirits.  I'm on a rough road and need to find the "Y" that leads me to the path to wellness.

So last March I started hitting the gym hard. I had trainer Dan by my side giving me praise and also telling me to quite my whining.  I had very low self esteem and for this young kid to tell me I'm doing a great job was too much for me.  Who does he think he is giving me praise when I can't even jump up on a box that is 12" high!!  I wanted to cry because of the terror I was feeling inside.  I pushed passed my anxiety and jumped on that stupid box!!!!  Hurdle one, jump on box, check!  Now we just have 99 more hurdles to jump over... (to be continued)

there once was a princess who loved food.  She loved food so much that she put one A LOT of weight.  In 2012, she received a phone call from an angel at a fitness center that said "come on in and I'll make you into whatever you want to be!"  So the princess took the challenge... it was the beginning of her journey. (to be continued)