A Smidjin at a time

You've all heard the song Yesterday by the Beatles. Well this is my ode to TOMORROW. Tomorrow is 2 years since I "officially" started my weight loss journey. For many June is an end. It's the end of the school year in whatever form it applies to you. But for me, June was the beginning. The beginning of taking my life and health and future seriously. And oh my goodness that changes I have made that aren't even conscious thoughts any more. Like the other day I'm driving home from Portland and realized that I had completely missed getting cake at my friends wedding the night before. And it was not because they didn't have enough, it was cause I was having way to much fun out on the dance floor. I without even realizing it choose calorie burn over calorie consumption! I am so excited to see what healthy choices I make for my future tomorrow.

Not that there, the other there. It has almost been 2 years since I walked the half marathon. It's almost been 2 years since I joined Weight Watchers. And  almost 2 years since I found out I have PCOS. And what an amazingly long, and short, and fabulous and frustrating 2 years it has been. I am not even sure Roller Coaster is the best way to describe it. I have learned so much about eating and working out and how to best treat the PCOS. And yet I have so much more to learn and grow. It can certainly be overwhelming if I let it be...even when I don't let/want it to be. I try to focus on what I have learned and who I have taught and how far I have come. I know that I am in a much better place than I was then. Every time I feel like Olivia is trying to kill me in spin class I just think of how much simply walking wore me out. And every time I go to the doctors and we have to add/change another med, I try to remember the lab values we have fixed and that it's better to catch al