Here goes nothing!

Who the hell eats lox with eggs for breakfast?? Well, the plan was that I was going to, tomorrow morning, but it turns out that Save-on-Foods charges about eight bucks an ounce for lox. Hmph. Not much of an auspicious start, but no matter; I will figure out a suitable alternative...eating anything that smells like gonads for breakfast can't be that great an idea anyway.

For a long time now I have been muddling along in search of a Plan. You know what I mean: an exercise/diet program that will work over the long term without damning me to a lifetime of nibbling on lettuce in the kitchen while my family eats lasagna for supper. You might think that as a personal trainer, I should have that type of issue under control, but I'm still working on it...which is part of the reason why I do what I do. But I digress.

At the risk of sounding like a broken record to many of you (you know who you are and I apologize; I will understand if you chuck all your laptops out into the driveway or set your hair on fire or, at the very least, stop reading) this is the last time I'm doing this. The LAST time. I figure that putting my journey toward health and fitness out there for all to see will be an exercise (no pun intended) in catharsis; that I will be able to bid farewell to all the I can't's and I will's and other various abuses that I hurl at the mirror. If I can accomplish what I set out to do here, inspire anyone else to do the same, or even give someone a laugh along the way, I will have succeeded. You will get the good, the bad, the hideous, and the hilarious, and I intend to keep this blog up until, well...I get there, wherever it ends up.

So what am I setting out to do? I hate to sound tiresome and generic, but I am out to shed about 30lbs and...what? Get healthier? I guess...look better? Definitely...oh, wait, I know - be happier, be a better mom and a better example to my daughters (upon proofreading, Joel pointed out that I made no mention of being a better wife, but I am already perfect in that department - ha! ha!). So you are reading a weight-loss journal of sorts, a way for me to be accountable and hopefully entertaining - because if you can't laugh at yourself, you're in real trouble!

So it is Saturday night, and everything is ready. I have gone grocery shopping, my meal plan is done (courtesy of Oxygen magazine for this first week), and my workout plan is done (well, mostly). I have spent the day gearing myself up and preparing mentally to embark on this journey...and I'm looking forward to it, actually. Now all I have to do is take care of that damn jar of Nutella. Tomorrow morning I will weigh in, post the result, and then figure out what to eat instead of lox for breakfast.