Nothing says "Time to diet"...

....like running into an old boyfriend from High school!

You know, THE ONE, that you haven't seen in 20 years,

two children later, and 300#'s ago!

{okay, small exaggeration on the pounds!}

Now don't get me wrong, I'm married to the man of my dreams, wouldn't trade him for the world, or 10 of THE ONE's. And THE ONE from high school no longer in any way, holds my heart. He was replaced long ago, with my current hero! {But I would prefer THE ONE to remember me fondly as I was at 18.} And being that Kevin and I grew up together, I know who his THE ONE was, and I'm okay with that. After all I ended up with him, she didn't. That ship, (her ship), has sailed, end of story. I happen to know that Kevin doesn't favor running into his THE ONE, either!

So with that preface, let me start from the beginning. A close friend's mom died over the weekend. While thinking about the arrangements, a thought popped into my head, THE ONE worked with my friend, until very recently. It was likely, he would also be paying his respects by attending the visitation or funeral.

I frantically began estimating in my mind, just how many girdles and Spanx I owned, and how many I could possibly wear at one time to the funeral, before passing out from a lack of oxygen, ...all as I was eating, (and enjoying I might add), a slice of lemon meringue pie. My last weekend blow-out before my big diet.

Talk about motivation. I'd already committed to start my diet Monday morning. ...not to impress anyone, but should the occasion arise, I would be prepared the next time. It is now Wednesday, and I haven't weighed, but I am STARVING!!! Not just a little hungry, but painfully starving. {A tad more exaggeration!} The verse keeps going through my mind, "I am fearfully and wonderfully made...I am fearfully and wonderfully made." {Psalms 139:14} All jokes aside, at this point, weight loss isn't just a desire based on vanity. I know that I will never be 22 again, much lighter and wrinkleless. But I do want to be healthier. I do want to enjoy life more and increase the chances of living longer. My children may never admit it, but they need me, and my future grandchildren will too! {smiles} So Kevin and I have both made the commitment to go on a diet together.

Now, in case you were wondering, I didn't run into the ex. My legacy is safe and in his mind, I remain a youthful 115#'s.

Day three, and these thoughts make the hunger pains seem a little more bearable!

Oh, whatever it takes!

... and I appreciate any encouraging comments you may leave! And should you happen to write, "don't lose it too fast," my husband may very well die, or hurt himself badly, from laughter! {LOL}

~Rhonda :)