This year has been a battle with my weight. I need to pull my shit together. It has been creeping back on and I can’t handle the thought of getting heavy again. My running has been inconsistent, unlike my eating. I eat too damn much. And I love eating all kinds of things, which is just hell. It’s the vice you can never quit.

Step one – don’t panic. Take one moment at a time. Right now I’m not eating, it’s a win. 

Step two – accept that this is going to take some time, and baby steps. Keep the momentum, as small as it can be sometimes. 

Step three – love the process. Find joy in it. Love myself right this minute  with all the nasty fat I want to get rid of and the muscle that needs tone. 

Eat smart, move my body everyday. 

Breathe. Rinse and repeat.