I can’t believe we are working our way to the end of February already. It’s unreal. I feel like once we get through February and March, we have winter in the bag. January always flies for us. My stepdad’s birthday is the first week of January, my daughter’s is the second week, and my husband’s
I became obsessive about learning more about how to lose weight. I am constantly on Pinterest for new workout moves, fitness motivation quotes, and tips. I googled and googled questions like “How many times a week should a person work out if they want to lose weight?” “Can I eat something sweet once a day
That June of 2018, I had no idea just how much this would change me. Not just weight-wise, but really make me think about what I was putting in my mouth. I never cared about calories, or fat, or any other of that “crap.” If I was hungry, I ate and didn’t care what. Step
Getting started is the hardest part. Normally, I jumped in all at once. Hardcore, then feeling deprived. I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to not eat the things I loved! I am such a foodie. I love breakfast, lunch, and dinner! I mean, who wants to skip a meal anyway? I knew I had
Part 3 Whew baby. The after high school years. Life never seems to prepare us enough for that. It’s out of school and off to work or college we go. I never went to college. The only thing I knew I wanted to be was a mom and a wife. I always thought that maybe
I wasn’t always overweight. I honestly thought I would never have to worry about it. My legs were always so long and skinny, and I was built just like Gram Perry. She was always so skinny without even trying, and even my mom always said I was like my grandmother. I never had to worry
