About three months ago, Matt and I found ourselves standing in front of the mirror…in silence. Silence because we were both busy: poking, pinching, turning around, turning around again, and groaning in disgust. Disgust over where months of laziness now found itself rearing its ugly head. Life had gotten busy, so had we, and amidst all the changes, the easy trips through fast food lane because we were tired, and the fourth dish of ice cream that week because well I don’t know why, we had gained something. Weight…Standing there starring at each other, shoulders slumped, fighting the urge to go eat ice cream, we made a decision to start making changes. We set our goals with determination and promised that we would celebrate success when we reached it.
Making changes became a sudden upheaval and removal of our destructive habits. Changes involving letting go of Cone Palace strawberry mountain dew and Blue Bell banana pudding ice cream, pizza dripping with cheese and juicy cheeseburgers. We traded for taking time to count calories, use measuring cups, and pack lunches, we began to fall in love with pea pods, fresh produce, yogurt parfaits, the delicious mixture of frozen blueberries and blackberries, and started filling our free time with P90x and 6 mile runs. Now we find ourselves dismissing our favorite local ice cream stop as if it were a bad idea on a boring day. We look at each other and laugh because it has become the “new” us, we have new habits, and a totally different lifestyle. We’ve changed and I'm so proud of us! We reached our goals together, felt the triumph of success, and last night, thirty-two pounds lighter, we celebrated this change together.
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