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Okay, so those of you who know me...well, I am a hypocrite, at least I have been in recent years gone by. I wave the "wear red flag" all in hopes that I would inspire myself, then I go right out and eat something not good for me that increases my already bad odds of a heart attack.  I have been riding the rainbow trail of good fortune and luck when it comes to my heart and I think it is fair to say that someone has been looking out for me. 

 

A few months ago a friend delivered a very ominous message to me from a Native American (Seminole) Shaman saying that I must change my ways and start now, or I will be in serious danger.  It was clarified that he was talking about my heart and my need to lose weight. To make it more interesting, the man has never met me and Bunny has never mentioned my weight or my heart to him.  It took me a month or two to seriously wrap my head around what he had said and what my friend Bunny had relayed to me, because fear took over and with fear comes emotions that make me eat, but I don't want to die and every day and every birthday from the age of three, when I had my surgery, has been a gift, a gift that I have basically opened and thrown into the corner after liking it for a bit.  I can't live that way anymore.

 

The hardest thing in living healthy are the first steps of changing the way you live. No one is saying stop eating this, or don't eat that, because realistically, that won't happen. There will be good days and there will be bad days, but as long as the good days outnumber those "fall on your face" days, then it will be okay.  That I have to believe, while I work on my first 28 days of creating a habit of walking every morning and making healthier eating decisions. I am seven days in on that change (minus the two monster cookies I had this week, d'oh, but I counted them in my WW points!).  Then I will work on 60, then 90 days to make it a routine habit.  What's better, 15 minutes of sitting on my butt doing nothing, or 15 minutes of getting some glistening and walking time in...? No brainer.

 

Until Tomorrow....

Sent from IIvy the Iphone. :)

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