70 Days of Sweat – Twofold

70 Days of Sweat-in’ with Sven, round 3, starts today…   Question?  Am I ready?  Am I committed?  Answer: Yes!  I’m finishing this damn book if it kills me.  And, it just might.  I will be on a diet at the same time.  I will probably be a real bitch that my kids will want dead before Mother’s Day, around the time this thing ends.

I am fully prepared to be crucified by no less than two doctors in the next three weeks about the poundage I’ve gained since April.  I have never weighed this much in my life – not pregnant that is.  I can hear it all now…blah, blah, blah.  Well, they haven’t lived my life since April.  I really wish I was one of those people that lost weight under stress.  But, NO.  I’m an emotional eater and I know it.  Tell me I can stop doing it and I just want to eat more.  I think I told a doctor once it was to either chew on something or chew on someone.  Sad, huh?  But really true for me.

I’m ready for the rebirth of me.  I know it will be hard and painful.  I’m resigned.  But, I also know that to become the me I want to be I have two goals to achieve. Both involve me taking control of my life and dreams.  Now, to be a skinny twig isn’t my dream.  My dream is to finish my book and submit it to a publisher, for better or worse.  The weight loss and finishing my book are about taking back control of my life, health, and the reality of making a dream come true. 

So, bring on the sweat and, ultimately, the rewards!