Getting healthy. Month seven. Five more months to go.
I started this mission last year, December 1st. It is a funny day to start a new resolution, the middle of winter and right before Christmas. Smack dab in the middle of the holiday season.
My body made me.
I had a gut wrenching gallbladder attack that lasted all night and made me want to reach into my body and yank my gallbladder out with my bare hands. In between bouts of nausea, I contemplated the logistics of it. By morning, I had vowed about 250 times to do whatever I needed to be sure that never happened again.
I could have surgery, remove it. Many people do. But my diet was so high in fats that I would still have related problems anyway. I needed to face that I could be a mom who slowly fell apart and felt crabby all the time...
...or I could get my shit together.
Seven months in, I keep seeing all these 'this day last year, pictures on my Facebook feed. I want to post them all in wonderment. I won't, because I am not that crazy. But I am surprisingly proud of these before and afters. I was determined to do better, but I still doubted myself. I didn't really believe some days I would get here. And now I am more than halfway through my year long mission and I am buying new sizes and ditching all my old clothes.
I can't wait to see December first...2015.
July 4, 2014, and....
July 4, 2015
