Beginings

"Ok now, unlike every other picture you've ever taken of yourself, you need to make yourself look really, really fat."

These are the words of motivation and inspiration that my fiancé is telling me, right before we take my first "before" photo. I am dressed in an illfitting sports bra, and old gym shorts. I look, and feel hideous. But at the same time, I can feel something inside me. A spark of hope, a glimmer of confidence.

I am planning on marrying this sarcastic man in approximately 8 months. I plan to lose a good 80 pounds before that happens.

Before I can really start this though, I have to submit a little honesty. How this happened, how I came to decide I needed to change, and what I plan on doing to get my big butt in shape (irony: I have no butt. None. My ass has more muscle in it than a fat, juicy steak from your local Texan grill. It is quite possibly the only part of my body with no fat on it, save for my feet).

I can very easily say that every ounce of fat on body is here by my own damn laziness. I know I eat well (not amazingly well, but well), but I don't move if I don't have to. I work in a place where I run around like crazy for about an hour every day, but that's it. I get home, I change into yoga pants, and proceed to do everything completely un-yoga related for the next several hours until bedtime.

My main purpose for this is to really keep tabs on myself. I could write in a cute little journal, or I could document everything digitally. By the power of the Blog, I plan on documenting as much as this experience as I can - for me, for you (if you're there), and for my fiancé.

So hey - let's get this whole life changing thing started!