So many reasons, but the main reason is the obvious.

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I've just gotten really fat.
Yep. I'm not afraid to say it.
You don't have to get offended at the word - 'cause I'm talking about myself.
Basically, I've gotten to the point where I am heavier than I've ever been.
Even heavier than when I was pregnant with each of my four babies.

So, that being said. It's time. I can stand it no longer.
Not that I was able to withstand it before...
It's just that I've gotten to the point where I don't feel comfortable in
my own skin.

Here's the deal though.
I know that in order to lose weight, you have to change the way you eat.
Okay. I can do that.
You have to move - aka - exercise.
Alright. I like that.  I just need to make time for it. I enjoy it.
I've also recently learned that getting enough sleep really matters.
You got it.  I'm going to try to get to bed earlier.
But here's the kicker - high stress contributes to weight gain.
I'm screwed.

So anyway...
If you want to join me on this journey - come along. If you don't - "Bye Felicia!"
'Cause I don't need any looky loos.
I need a swift kick in the arse. Yep.
So are you with me? Or what?
I'm kind of talking to myself since I won't be announcing this blog to anyone. hehe.
Here we go.