I hate my body now pass the cheeseball

So here I sit with my smooshy belly smooshing over the top of my pants like it has never done before and I cringe every time I run or jump as my belly carries on long after I have finished. I look forward and plan for the day that I can stand before type for you that I have lost 5 lbs, then 10 lbs, then 20 lbs and finally, for the time being, 30 lbs. Once I hit that "pounds lost" mark I plan on re-evaluating myself (not just by the outward eye but how am I feeling in the health dept) to see if I would like to begin on another goal.

Here's to the 30 lbs I plan to say goodbye to in 2019/2020.  I'd like to blame you on baby fat but chances are slim that that would really fly.  My youngest is, after all, 16 years old - not even remotely a baby anymore.  Good bye Teen Burgers, Poutine, BigMacs, and Pepsi.  Beer, you are officially on deck; I'm calling in Water. I may call you up occassionaly but you shant see me as oft as you have nor as oft as you would like. You lure me in with all your good looking billboards and, for Pepsi, your bubbly, carbonated goodness.  Alas, I shall fall not for your tempting ways any longer.  My eyes shall not linger on your bacon filled buns nor upon your 2 pattied goodness. My taste buds will not savor your over-saltedness or your beery beerness and I shall be the better person for it.

I shall hold hands with my new BFF, my lovely water bottle. I shall walk 'til I can't walk and  I shall plan my meals, my snacks and my treats.

Fear not, Body, for I plan not on depriving you but, alas, you will not be recieving these treats in the allotments you have so grown accustom to.

This is the time of year where, if I were in better shape, could, should and would kick myself in the seat of my own pants but then I would need to speak not only to my weight but also to my flexibility. Let's attack one problem area at a time shall we? {and you know when this plan succeeds the flexibility thing should have begun to correct itself all on its own.}

So my friends, internet strangers and echoes of empty internet spaces,  I have a challenge to issue to any of you interested.  Who of you wishes to join me?  Anyone?  Anyone brave enough to listen to my cry and whine and rant and rave {sort of just kidding}, anyone else wanting to chronicle their journey from Ugh to Yahoo!?