After a brief hiatus, I have returned!

The move to San Diego was just as stressful as I anticipated, if not more so. The drive across country was fraught with gigantic and slow moving trucks, blown tires, miles of endless nothing, and the military red tape that goes along with a PPM (personally procured move). I was prepared for the stress. I was even prepared for the homesickness that struck in the middle of a grocery shopping trip, having me saucer-eyed and near tears in the middle of the commissary. What I was NOT prepared for was the complete drop off of any motivation I had to get healthy.

I came out here with a plan. Knowing that I wouldn't have a job, I decided that I would make working out and eating right my job. The trip across the country started me off on the wrong foot. Sitting on your ass in a truck for 12 hours every day for four days, eating at every kind of fast food restaurant, is a definite hindrance to ones dieting goals. Moving into the house and dealing with the 24 foot long truck and tow trailer was exhausting. Unpacking all of our junk and setting up a new home seemed to take forever. I didn't think we'd ever NOT live out of boxes. By the time our house finally felt like a home, I was so far off track that I couldn't even figure out how to get back.

Three days ago a friend of mine posted a new picture on her Facebook page. The picture shows two women, one overweight and one thin, standing back to back, both wearing a black sports bra and shorts. The quote over the picture said, "It took more than a day to gain it. It'll take more than a day to lose it. Don't give up!" Most of these inspirational pictures do nothing for me, but THAT picture hit me hard. I could finally see my way back. I started searching for inspirational weight loss quotes online and posted them all over the house on sticky notes, specifically on the fridge, pantry door, and on all the mirrors. I jumped back onto the Weight Watchers website and began logging my food and keeping within my points. I made myself get up earlier and go to the gym. I bought a white board to keep up a to do list so that I could better organize my life to make sure I always have time for working out. I started planning my meals a day in advance. I'm slowly starting to remember what it feels like to be a healthier person living a healthier lifestyle. I'm hoping that I can hold on to that feeling long enough to see me through to my goals.

When we got to San Diego I weighed in at 222, the smallest I've been since I can remember. Three days ago I was back up to 229.6, that's a gain of nearly 8 pounds! This morning the scale read 228.4, down over a pound, which shows that I'm back on track! I just hope I can keep it up long enough to make it a habit. :)