I have battled with my weight(SOUNDS FUNNY WHEN YOU READ IT..like Friday Night Wrestling) all of my life. Some years I won some years I lost. Most of the battle scars that are left are from well meaning family members who found the need to tell me I was fat. I had a step grandfather who would ask me "when are you going to reduce?" As if I could put myself on a copy machine..you get the picture.. I was 150 lbs and 5'5" from 9th grade until my late twenties. I gained and lost the same 15-20 lbs over and over during that time. Despite my critics, I liked myself. I always took care of myself. I exercised. Hair, make-up, dressed to the nines as they say. I gained weight as my children came, the youngest is now 10 years old. I am now 47 years old and 220 + lbs. I recently took a good look in the mirror. Oh how I wish I could throw myself on the Xerox machine NOW!! I no longer like myself and it shows. I don't "do" my hair most days or my make up. Exercise gone by the wayside as well. Couture gone from my wardrobe, unless you count my husbands old t-shirts. Guess what.. I AM BACK!! I am taking control of the one thing in my life that is up to me....taking care of me!!!! The battle is gone..I have changed the course..I am now on a journey instead.One that begins now. I can honestly say I have never been more determined. I have a goal and I am going to achieve it and it feels GREAT. I would be honored if you join me along the way!!!!!!! Bring your sneakers your lipstick and your hair brush(and don't forget your sense of humor too)