The First One



Welcome to my life. I hope to add new blogs a couple of times a month.
The guys and I are up at Jiminy Peak for a long weekend. Jiminy Peak is located in Hancock, Ma and is a ski resort that has a summer adventure park. Yesterday it poured rain all day and we just hung out. I read a trashy novel and started to plan my blog. Today was hot and sunny and we throughly enjoyed all that Jiminy Peak had to offer. We loved the Alpine Coaster. Ben fell off the Alpine Sled and got scrapped up. He was going too fast and tipped out. I got stuck behind slow pokes each time, but it was so much fun to go fast when I could. Tomorrow we are meeting Mom, Martha, and Nancy for lunch in Wilmington. Then we go home.


So much of my energy and thinking since January has been about losing weight. I have lost 50lbs. This weekend, I thought about eating light and healthy, but ate what I wanted. Not sure why or what I was doing, but I will be happy to get home and get back to work. I will seek forgiveness and then move on. I have a little less than 20 to go. It means too much to me and I need to continue to figure this all out. Why did I slip, not sure, but I do know it did not give me the satisfaction that I thought it would. Yeah it tasted good, but it did not make me feel as good, healthy or strong as good, low fat, healthy food does. Maybe I needed to slip in order to make me realize how much I want to be healthy.

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