Goin' in bare fisted again.

So, its time.

I've finally realized I've lost myself enough again to try and rebuild myself back up.

Between working 3 jobs, mothering my amazing daughter, taking care of friends and family, I lost myself.  Lost what I should truly be caring about... ME!!!

So, I'm excited to say that I'm whipping the gloves off and going in bare fisted.  Tomorrow I'm slappin' the patch on and getting the nasty, horrible smelling and tasting, and overly expensive cancer sticks out of my life. AND Saturday I'm signing back up with Weight Watchers.

Obviously the two will benefit me in sooo many ways.

I have to say that previous WW partner, daughter, and aching bones and tight fitting clothes are inspiring me to start throwing punches into the improved me.

So, that's that.

More to come...  :)