New Year, New Me!

I went to the gym Nov 4th and haven’t gone back since.

I have it in my head that there is one certain path that I need to follow in order to “get in shape” but truly all I need to do it start somewhere and take baby steps.

Right?

Why is it so hard?

Because it's cold out. Because I'm in my forties now. Because I just don't care as much.

My entire life I've been obsessed with my weight and appearance because of other people and I've finally reached the “frankly, I don't give a fuck” stage. It's honestly so freeing.

Oh, I'm to fat for you to date? Go fuck yourself then. Oh this dress makes me look like a ham? Whoever designed this has thier head up thier ass.

You know what I mean?

My entire life skinnyness equated to happiness (or so I thought) and now I realize that it doesn't really matter what size you are, it matters what kind of person you are and how you treat others at the end of the day. Jeez, am I maturing???

I'm still going to bitch about my weight and I'm still going to continue on my weight loss journey (Part 2) - in the new year, lol. However I hope I can come at this from a less vain and vapid motivation this time and really focus on health over aesthetics.

Have a happy holiday season and for God's sake enjoy yourself these next few weeks. I know I will. Here's to another New Year, New Me!