My own worst enemy

I don't think I will ever be able to lose weight until I can learn to live and embrace the feelings that I have always eaten and buried instead.  I have to accept that this will not happen easily and certainly not quickly.  But, if I can just keep taking those minute, little, seemingly insignificant baby steps well, I might just find myself.

Baby steps...

I realize I'm taking the smallest of baby steps but at least I'm taking steps and they are in a forward direction (for the most part!)  Some how, deep down inside, I know that if I keep taking these babiest of baby steps forward I will eventually notice I've covered some ground toward my goals.  Some how I know that eventually my babiest of baby steps will eventually grow to toddler steps, then pre-teens, then teens, then I'll hit my full stride. 

It is really scary how truly bad off I am with regard to physical stamina.  My kung fu class last night was really hard on me, I'm telling myself that it is because I was sick Monday with what I thought was a cold and my allergies are still bad.  I know though that as I continue my kung fu class 3 times a week my stamina will come back soon.

Now, what do I do about my eating?  I'm having the hardest time changing my eating habits.  I really think though that as I gain momentum with my exercise I will begin to find the strength I need for making better food choices.

Baby steps baby, baby steps!