Who am I and what am I doing here?

About a month ago, I was confronted with the horrible truth of seeing myself on video. I was stunned by my own size. I don't know how it is that weight gain is such a sneaky, sneaky thing but, for me, it really is. And this isn't even the first time. I've been here before-but more on that later.

A little over a year ago, I was at my ideal weight. I was sitting right between 115 and 120 pounds, which makes sense since I'm a shorty at 5'2". That's the weight I'm healthy at, the weight I feel good in, and the weight that gets me into all my cutest dresses. Then, just like it is for so many others, life started happening in a super stressful way. So I started eating. And then all of the sudden none of my pants fit. Most of my major stressors have subsided now and I'm left with this body I gave myself by losing focus. Awesome.

I've also found myself living in a new country (Scotland!) which is both amazing and hard to acclimatise to. Now, I'm not complaining, but I moved here from Arizona and if that isn't a shock to the system, I'm not sure what is. Some days I've totally let myself get a little broken by the cold despite clinging to my mantra of "It's the cold that makes it so pretty. It's the cold that makes it so pretty. It's the cold that makes it so pretty." And that is certainly true. But it's also devastated my fitness routine-it's hard to get out there and jog and walk and discover when it's FREEZING!

But none of these are excuses because excuses won't do anyone any good. I'm done being fat. Now I'm going to shrink into strength.

Now, onto day one.
~Brooke