Thanks for yesterday. That last little bit of information just bubbled up. I don’t know about you, but sometimes I will think that I’ve gotten passed something only to discover, randomly, that I really haven’t. But whatever deep-seated reasons I might have for setting my feet on this path, I have others that are a little less hidden.
I have a preschooler. I want to be able to keep up with her as she gets older. I want to set a good example for her. I want her to know her mom is fit and takes care of herself.
But she isn’t the only reason I’m doing this. I am also a reason to do this. The average American woman lives to be 80.6 years old. At 34, I’m not quite at my midpoint, but I am approaching it. And I’m telling you, I have no desire to spend the last half of my life struggling with the same issue that has all but defined the first half. I know that maintenance of weight loss can be just as difficult as the weight loss itself. But it is a different challenge. I look forward to it.