Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome aboard! Please stowe your bags and any loose items securely, because it's going to be a long voyage: fifty two weeks to be exact, and at some point I'm sure we'll hit some stormy seas. You're getting off light, jumping on at this particular port 'o call, as this here ship left her moorings over a week ago, bound for the shining seas beyond the horizon, to that mystical land where mermaids gain legs to walk upon the land in search of their true loves, and sea witches with fantastic drag queen fashion sense can turn a too-plump mermaid into a svelte siren with a snap of her fingers!
No more crappy nautical/Disney jokes. Okay, maybe just a few more. Bonus points if you got the reference.
Time to get down to business. You're here because you're probably a facebook friend of mine who followed a link that I posted, or maybe you stumbled upon me in another way. You're here because you're curious about what crazy thing I'm up to now, or you want to be supportive, or some other good intention. Maybe you're bored and hoping I'll say something entertaining or do a trick. And I tell you now...
I intend to!
But it might take me a while.
I'm starting off as I mean to go on, full throttle, no apologies, no excuses.
This Not-so-Little Mermaid has found herself with a few too many curves. Oh, there are the nice ones, to be sure... but there are a few others that have crept their way in, and it's high time I did something about it. There's no fabulous drag queen Divine/Sheri-Renee Scott Ursula around to poof a potion over my head and settle all my curves down into the right places, although that would be an epic win. On multiple levels.
There's just me.
This blog will be the written and photographic record of a journey that I've chosen to take this year. One that's very exciting, and more than a little terrifying for me.
I've chosen to dedicate myself to my health in a way I've never done before: publicly.
For those who may not know me, I've struggled with my weight for most of my life. I've been up and down and around again, and what it all comes down to is that I need to lose about a hundred pounds. I won't bore you with the long, drawn out details now, but I assure you, I'll get to those at a later time. Haha!
So here's where I am:
Scorpio. Aries moon, Libra ascendant, in case you were wondering.
Weapons of choice:
Weight Watchers, sharp wits and an even sharper tongue, healthy sense of humor, a gym membership, a love of cooking, and a knack in the kitchen.
My goal is: 52 pounds in 52 weeks.
What you get out of it: Weekly check in posts, recipes I'm trying out, food porn, general entertainment, and other tidbits along the way.
If I can do it, it will be the longest I've ever stuck to any regimen.
If I'm successful, I'm going to look really freaking hot. I mean, I'm pretty hot now, but I mean REALLY hot! :-)~
It's a huge ass commitment.
And I'm going for it.