- starting a new semester in school;
- moving apartments;
- a new roommate;
- switching my major in university
- moving away from home for the first time
- Getting married;
- Buying my first place;
- Having a baby;
- Changing jobs;
- Having another baby;
- Going back to work.
The last few weeks have been hard. Going back to work, taking care of two small kids, managing a household, and trying to find time to bloody breathe in between.
Hey, listen. Some people handle his "big life changes" stuff really well. Me, I stress for awhile until I manage to surface from it all. While I don't necessarily eat my face off, I kind of stop caring altogether. It's not good.
I probably should have known myself better before I signed up for a big weight loss challenge at the same time I was about to embark on such a big change. But I wanted to give myself the chance to try before automatically assuming that I'd fail.
Right, so what am I trying to say here?
I'm back, baby. No promises about how this is the "last" time I'm going to gain weight. No affirmations about how this will be the "challenges of all challenges". No guarantees. But I will say, that I'm ready to lace up my shoes and try again.
Let's see how far we get this time, shall we?