What does February mean to me?
Most people have a pattern where bad choices catch up to them and it shows up on the scale and around the waistband.February has always been my “fat“month.
I also have a “skinny” month, September. In September of 1991, I met my life mate and sugar enabler on the first day of my sophomore year at Babson during my skinny month. I was working at Benetton in the Burlington Mall and killing it with my sales quota. I was also styling some very colorful sweaters. There were some strict rules at Benetton. I had to wear their clothes, I got 50% of all purchases, folding sweaters was an art form and no stretchy pants. The rules were a little complicated because of their limited size options. I remember when I was first hired and I joked with the manager that they could not have an employee larger than a size 12.
I was very comfortable in my skinny month at Benetton. However I was transitioning to my fat month and beginning my long-term relationship with a food pusher. This combination could only be described as the perfect storm. I was in Benetton’s only size12 lime green skirt by Valentines Day. On Valentines Day my future husband went all out. He purchased a five pound heart of chocolates and handpicked all my favorites. We ordered take out Chinese food for the two of us and when they delivered the food with 5 fortune cookies my future at Benetton was solidified. As soon as we finished the last fortune cookie I had to quit.
I have not put on that much weight but I am up 7 pounds. In honor of my fat month, I have set my own 12 week challenge and encourage you to join me. I set a goal to lose 12 pounds in 12 weeks. If I don’t hit my goal I promised myself that I will post an embarrassing photo on my social media.
My weigh in day is Wednesday. I will print out my food diary. I will get more personal with photos of my meals and workouts on my personal account email@example.com.
I will dial in my nutrition and share EVERYTHING!
#12weekchallenge #lookinggoodbyspring @gisfwwellesley