Moving through life..No more eating it.

I don't weigh myself, not anymore. I will. Someday. I don't want this to be a focus on a number on a scale. My pants are loose. I feel better. I am moving along.
Mom and I began running and I have continued strength training with Jillian. The Gibson Girls are going to run in a 5k on my birthday, then build as the year progresses. Running with my mom is therapy. We can vent about the idiocracy of the day...better over sweat than a box of ding dongs.
A few years ago I ran in a half-marathon. Life got a little hectic so I ate it instead of keeping up with my running. Hence why I am here now.
So here's what I have learned in these last few weeks.

• I feel better when I sweat out my frustrations instead of eating them.
• I really can pass up the cheesecake at the lunch meeting.
• I can bring my lunch everday and eat my breakfast through a straw and I am not deprived.
• I can go a month with out Diet Coke.
• I can do this.

Here's to the journey..Heres to the life lessons I never thought I'd learn on this journey. Here's to hitting the pavement in more ways than one. Heres to a life change and not a momentary fix to the daily pressures. I'll be thirty soon. I am actually looking forward to my thirties..I fumbled and flailed through my twenties. Here's to a new decade of moving with purpose..