Becoming Me

In an instant I woke up and realized that a decade had passed and I was no longer going to be part of the 20 something club.  Food had taken over as my comfort and the idea of walking anywhere was so exhausting I'd rather take a nap.  "Weight" has always been that silent stalker in my life, a dark shadow in the mirror I turned away from and well, damn it I'm tired of hiding.  I've been going strong for near four weeks now walking, lifting weights and working out on the elliptical while making some big changes to my diet and it’s the best thing I could have done for myself.  I see the glimpse of the girl I once knew that was confident and proud of her larger frame.  My husband is and has always been my biggest supporter as in his eyes I am always beautiful.  Its time I buy into his rhetoric and run with it.  I've never been vain nor am I seeking "attractive" qualities in this venture and by no means do I want attention or compliments. I am seeking the unashamed self within.  With this I begin my journey, my journey of becoming me.