And We're Off!

I've offically lost two pounds. It's a start. All this getting my habits to be better is finally paying off. I've gotten off caffeine, reduced sugar intake (mostly just by not snacking on junk), and now am starting to move around a lot more.

Maybe I will hit my goal by the end of the year. Time to get off the computer and go dance or something. :)

Confessional?

How many people read this blog, anyway? I don't see a ton of comments, but . . . Anyway, I've debated about whether to say anything, but I'd really like to get some advice.

Over the years, my husband has made me feel really badly about myself because of my weight. Well, some would argue that no one can /make/ you feel a certain way. So maybe I should say that he said things over the years and now I feel bad. Hmmm.

Anyway, my point is that I think I sabotage myself because I'm afraid. You'd think it would go the other way around, but who can understand how the female subconscious works, anyway?

I really want to just be healthy and look good for ME. Who cares what anybody else thinks. Right??? But it doesn't work that way somehow.

What do I do? How do I get past this? Has anyone been in a similar situation, and been able to overcome it? I'm willing to listen to any advice, helpful or otherwise.