So now that we have the impetus for change, let's get a few of the basics out of the way.
Goal Weight: Whatever weight healthy and happy turns out to be...my guess is 130-145
There is so much shame attached to that last number that I hate to admit it (semi-) publicly. But just like walking away from T. didn't seem real until I said the words "It's over" out loud to another person, that number doesn't mean much until it is out there for the world to see.
So.....now that my viscera is exposed and open for ridicule, I'm feeling a little "bring it on"-ish. Yes, there's been a considerable amount of sedentary lifestyle over the last decade or so. I graduated from college somewhere around 280, and went on to work an office job for the next four years. This was no ordinary office job, though. This was an office filled with 40 women. When 40 women work together without men, there is much less thought given to how it will appear to bring in a couple dozen doughnuts three times a week. We'll take every possible excuse to buy cakes and throw potluck lunches. It's a haven for self-pity wallowers, and a den for unhealthy choice-makers. This was a particularly low point in my life...I was at my highest weight, my lowest activity level, and I hated my job. All I wanted to do was go on to culinary school. So I did.
Now I'm a pastry chef, and I'm surrounded every day by the kinds of foods that I am trying to eliminate from my life. Perhaps at the end of this journey, a career shift will be waiting for me...I cannot say. It does seem hypocritical, though, to denounce these foods as poison for myself just to turn around and sell them to someone else. We'll see what the coming months hold for me.
Coming up, my newly developed habits of activity.