This was the turning point...

Today I wore my husband's shorts. I thought I'd never do this, but I couldn't find any shorts I could fit into from last year or years before, so I got so desperate that I pulled a small pair out of his draw and put them on. This is my turning point. That's all I could say as I put the first leg in, then the second. They were still tight, but not around my thighs or my butt. The beginning of my turning point was to share my story, my journey with my friends. Fellow women who have turned the point or are frustrated with their weight. I know with age, a little weight is expected. I also know with having kids, even more weight is expected. And those that have seen me might think I'm being ridiculous, but I tell you, I put on my husband's shorts! I'm not imagining it! I'm not exaggerating it!

I know it's all about perspective and most who have seem me lately might think, she was thin to begin with, it's just a little weight, she's not fat. But it's more than the weight. It's the lack of activity, other than chasing after Jake. It's the muscle that has turned to fat, the tone that has turned to mush, the mojo has disappeared. I need to get back to myself again. I need to enjoy a good sale item at Marshall's. I need to shop for myself! I need my friends to understand and help me in this journey, a return to myself again. So this is an invitation to come with me on my journey. This is an invitation to express yourself and frustrations too. To share ways you've overcome this day or this week, or even ways you've failed and need some support. Maybe with the help of friends, we can get back to our former selves. Maybe you can help me and I can help. I know saying it (writing) has helped already. Hopefully friend, you are listening.