#fiftyplusweightloss

[stepsabariatricjournal]

This is me. Late January of 2020, in Flint, heading to a girlfriends home for her birthday celebration! I dressed up. Did some make-up, some hair, falling limp to the damp, mild winter air, but all in all, I am happy. I am happy in general. My work is consistent. My kids are working and doing things they love. My fibromyalgia seems to be controlled.  SSttilll, on Zoosk, the dating app this 6 months and my therapist is booking one month appointments for me now. Things are as good as I can make them be for today. 

Everyday I wonder what is coming down the road, just like every other human! No matter how many days you get to try to “get it right”, it never seems to all fall into place quite right, does it? 

This blog is going to be about my “Steps” forward and inevitably, backwards. Maybe sides ways. Most definitely hopscotch diagonally, backwards I am sure, as I fully commit to the idea that I need this level of help to heal from this disease, obesity. And YES, it is a disease. So, grab your water bottle, lace up your shoes and buckle in, my curious new friend! This ride promises to be moving non stop!! -Go Team Pesta (Proper intros to come!)