Out of the mouths of babes

We all know that children are innocent. They are mirrors to the reality that we sometimes deny or just choose to ignore - for now. Yesterday, my Sean was standing in front of me and looks up into the face of his mother while getting a hug. He then looks at me and very sweetly says: "Mummy, you have two chins." Of course, this isn't a malicious comment. It's just an observation. Yep...you're right Sean. Mummy has two chins.

Fuck!

Ok...so that, along with several photos taken of myself at a certain birthday party last weekend has sprung me into action. I will be 39 next weekend. The last year of my 30's. My, how they've been good to me and I'll be sorry to see them go. I have enjoyed my 30's immensely...so much so that I've decided to bring a lot of what's happened with me...in the form of F-A-T! Ugh! I've decided that I do not want to become one of these women who not only grow older, but wider. I do not want to be in my 40's and struggling to move, struggling with decreasing health, and struggling to fit into non-old-lady wears. So, the "two chin" comment sealed the deal. It's time.

They say that women do reach a point in their lives where they say; 'that's it!...I'm losing weight'. I've always said that I needed to lose weight, but it's a really hard thing to do. It did take me nearly 20 years to pack on the extra poundage I'm carrying around, so I know it's going to take a while to take it off. That thought is daunting. But I have reached the pinnacle...IT IS TIME!

Now I don't really have a horrible diet. In fact, I eat a lot of chicken, fish and very little red meat. What I do eat a lot of is: CHIPS (my most favourite snack), potatoes w/butter, pasta, and the like. I think that it's these things I need to be careful of and watch. That, and I need to get off me arse and get moving. So I've done that. I started on Sunday and as of yesterday, I've already lost 2 pounds. I want to lose 2 pounds a week for the next 25 weeks and see where I end up. That brings me to the week before Christmas. The road will be bumpy, but I'm up for it.

You know what scares me? That when I lose the fat in my face, my wrinkles will come out of hiding. Eeeeeeeeek!

Wish me luck!