I'm way more than five.
I've been avoiding this blog post like the plague. I know it has to be done. I don't want to do it. Suck it up, buttercup, and go. It's time to get back to the serious business of health and weight loss. Two years and two weeks ago (roughly), I made a commitment on this site to finally get to my goal weight. What actually happened was that I lost about half of the total weight I needed to lose, and stalled. For.over.a.year. On the up side, that means I maintained a 35-pound loss for a year. Yay. I've never done that before, so congratulations to me. On the down side, that means I've not reached that goal weight yet, and the clock is ticking. I'm not getting any younger, and I am going to slay this demon before I die. [Morbid, yes?] I've done a little soul-searching to figure out why my head wants to lose this weight when my body fights with every fiber of its being. I'm not 20 anymore, my life is pretty great -- why does it matter to...