That being said, I woke up on a typical Thursday morning as usual, about an hour before I had to be to the office. I stepped on the scale before getting into the shower, and in that moment I realized two things: 1. I am not getting any younger; and 2. I am super lazy, and laziness will get me nowhere in life. Why these two thoughts attached themselves to each other in my head, I will never know. However, this realization prompted me to make a rash mental decision. "I want to lose 30 pounds."
Are you kidding me? 30 pounds? Ok, Coleen. You'll never make it. You know that you lack motivation unless faced with a deadline. Which got my brain ticking even more. A deadline.
30 pounds.. 30 pounds.. 30th birthday. Oh! My 30th birthday is coming up.
And then it hit me. I will lose 30 pounds by my 30th birthday. And when I do, I will buy myself a new pair of Louboutins as a birthday present.
And so it began.
A drastic, almost overnight, life-changing event occured and I have not been the same since this thought process went through my brain. I changed my diet: cutting out sugar, processed foods, anything white, red meat, dairy, alcohol (kind of!); I started working out; I have completely changed my attitude. I went from being "Negative Nelly" day in and day out, to Pollyanna, or Pippi Longstocking, or even Punky Brewster. Either way, I have a whole new way of looking at life, living, and the pursuit of happiness - and am the Picture of Positivity. (Ok, enough alliteration already).
I hope to share some of the tricks I am learning along the way, my love of shoes, cooking, and apparently all things healthy, and I may or may not be venting about the obstacles that the next 97 days will bring. And come November 1, I will be there. And hopefully you'll be there with me.
