The Struggle...

I can't remember a time in my life that I've ever been "satisfied" with my body. I wasn't ever overweight until I started having kids, but still wasn't content with how I looked. Looking back now, I wish I had appreciated my body more then.
I never had a healthy view of food, fitness or overall wellness growing up. It wasn't until my I was 21 and in my 2nd marriage,  with an eating disorder and drug and alcohol abuse in my past, that I started to care about not just my physical appearance, but also how I was treating my inner self. What was I doing to my health? Would I be around to see my children grow and know my grandchildren? I started to care.
I learned about real, whole, live foods. I learned about sugar, soda, alcohol and the effects they had on the body. I learned about exercise and how important it was. I started to care...just not quite enough. Over the last 9 years of marriage, 3 babies, 1 miscarriage, lots of happys, and lots of sads I've managed to put on almost 70 pounds. It's hard to even type that. Makes me sick.
So, now I'm on a journey...not just a journey of looking HOT, but a journey of learning about me. Learning the whys, the hows and all the rest of it. I'm off to an OK start...but I have a long way to go. So, AWAY I GO!!