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Brand New You!

So, this is a decision that I have toyed with off and on for, well, years now, but I think I am finally to the point in my life that I can devote myself to stand behind this decision. I am going to start living a healthier life. I'm tired of being sick and hurting all the time. I'm tired of being self-conscious about my body. I'm tired of not having any energy. If I am going to stand in front of rooms full of kids and attempt to inspire them, I want to inspire them to make healthy life choices. It's time to make a change.

Today I joined Weight Watchers online, and tomorrow I am hitting up the gym for the first time. I think that now is the best time for me to start on this adventure because I know I am going to constantly be surrounded by people who will actively support me, and I am going to be spending most of my days busy instead of just hanging out around the house. Honestly, I'm kind of nervous because the last time I tried to go on a diet, I ended up not eating at all. I don't think that will happen this time because people would notice, but it still makes me kind of scared. I believe in myself, though. I know I'm stronger now, and I know that losing weight is now about way more than just not wanting to lose a boy.

In addition to becoming physically healthier, I am also hoping to start an active search for some spiritual health as well. At one point in my life, my faith was the driving force behind me. I think I am driven by something much more important now, my love for the world around me and my desire to do something good in the world, but there are still all these questions and doubts in me about my religion and God. I can't get away from them. Something will just not allow me to let go of that part of myself. This Sunday, I am planning on going to the Unitarian church in Indy. I feel like maybe that would be a good place for me right now...

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