It's been a year

Wow, its been a year since I wrote the Good-bye Bra post about leaving Philadelphia and heading up to Boston to work on a campaign.


It's been a year and two days now that I left my cacoon of Philadelphia where I spent seven or eights months focusing on relearning health. Every day focused on walking, lunging, core work, seat work, thigh work, cooking quinoa, eating yogurt, and learning how to forgive myself for getting this way. Frankly, forgiving myself was definetly the hardest path. The losing weight was determination mixed with calorie math. Calories + Calories Out= Weight Loss or Weight Gain.

In the year since leaving Philadelphia, I haven't hit that magically goal weight but I haven't gained any weight, either. Some how, I managed to figure out how to live with out counting calories or living on a scale.

I have had a few panicked moments but I dealt with them and solved problems. I miss Philadelphia- but hey, who wouldn't miss having time to write, think, pray, exercise, and get healthy.

There is a still a part of me that wants to hit that magically number but I know that loosing 30 more pounds won't change my life other than in the wallet-- lots of new clothes.

Instead, I work out because I enjoy working out.
I eat mostly healthy because I like eating healthy.
I eat higher calories when I want to and I don't hate myself for it.

I've learned to make incredible gelato and can bike for hours at end.

And, I don't have to be perfect.