Something happened today that made me cringe a little. I stepped on a scale and saw a number I never wanted to see. I saw a number that frightened me. When I close my eyes now, I can still see that number screaming and staring back at me. You see, I can't handle that number. I feel as though its taunting me, you see.

This all started is morning when I participated in a health screening that my employer set up for us.  Included in the health screening was a cholesterol check, glucose level, BP, and weight. All my numbers were good...except for that weight number.  And then when the health screener was going over the information her comment was "Now, don't worry about the label that the goes with your weight for the BMI."  Seriously?!  I've been stewing on it all day...all day long!

So something has to change. It has to change for my sweet husband who married a size 8 girl. For my sweet baby boy who deserves a mommy who can chase him around without wearing out. I have to change for me, too.

When I look in the mirror, I don't see myself anymore. I see someone who is hiding to the world. Someone who doesn't really want to be seen. When I look at wedding pictures, I don't know who that is staring back at me. I hate looking at myself in pictures now.

So, what am I going to do about it!  I'm starting Weight Watchers tomorrow morning. And my goal? My goal is to lose 30 pounds by my 30th birthday (in August). So, I've got a little over 6 months. I'd really like to be down by a family vacation in June by about 20 pounds. 

Say a prayer for me.  Check in on me. Cheer me on. Keep me on track and hold me accountable. My vision is to post at the end of each week after my weigh ins. I'll post my progress and my food diary of what I've ate for the week.

Mission Possible? Absolutely! 30 by 30?! Of course I can!!