Letter to Self

Dear Me:



Hello, Self. You and I have been though this resolution stuff time and again. Here is the thing, though. We are no longer young. Time is not really on our side anymore.

This afternoon I was in the dressing room at Macy's trying on clothes. There is nothing like having to stare at your body in a full-length mirror to make one realize how grossly out of shape they are. Yet this has become so much more than cosmetic. I now have sleep apnea and high blood pressure. Losing weight is no longer a goal but a vital necessity

I know there is no magic formula for losing weight, and I have no clue as to how to even begin. The treadmill sits in the house gathering cobwebs. When I come home I gravitate toward the fridge and then the couch. I have donuts for breakfast, cheese steaks for lunch, and beer and pizza for dinner. I went to the Whole Foods store after my shopping trip today, and tried to picture myself as a person who eats healthy, organic, gluten-free food.

I imagine a goal within a goal might be to open up a little. Admit there is a problem, as they say in AA. I have supportive family and friends, and although I'm not one for organized support groups, that may be an option. I only know if I try to do it alone, I will fail miserably.

I have other goals for 2013. All of my adult life, I have been without a car. I've always gotten along quite well on public transit, but I have always felt I'm missing out on a huge part of life by not driving. Maybe I'm missing out on a huge amount of hassle as well, but that's a different story!

I also would like to finish the YA novel I am writing, and self-publish. I feel like writing well is a gift God gave me that I have wasted. It is time to put the gift to good use.

Whatever other dreams and goals I may have, getting healthy is number one. I believe that once I am healthier and happier, my other aspirations will more easily realized.



Love,

Kathy









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Dear Me:



Hello, Self. I was in the dressing room at Macy's today trying on clothes. There is nothing like seeing yourself in a full-length mirror to make you realize how grossly out of shape you've become. Yet this is no longer a cosmetic issue. I have high blood pressure and sleep apnea. This has become a neccesity. So like millions of others, I resolve to lose weight, and get in shape.

I don't now how I plan to accomplish this. The treadmill sits gathering cobwebs. When I come home I gravitate toward the fridge and then the couch. I eat donuts for breakfast, cheesesteaks for lunch, and beer and pizza for dinner. I went to Whole Foods today after shopping. I tried to picture myself as someone who ate and enjoyed healthy, organic food.

I have never been someone who likes to talk about this subject. Perhaps this could be a goal within a goal. I know I have family and friends who will be supportive. I have never been one for organized groups, but that is a looming possibilty also.

I have other dreams and aspirations for my life. I have lived without a car by entire adult life. I've gotten along quite well on public transist. Yet I've always felt I'm missing out a huge part of life by not driving. Maybe I am missing out on a huge hassle as well, but that's another story!

I have always dreamed of becoming a writer. I would like to finish my YA novel, and self-publish. I feel like God gave me the gift of using the written word and have never used this great gift.

I know getting healthy needs to be my primary goal. I believe once I accomplish that, the rest will follow!



Love

Kathy