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the Beginning

This afternoon when I leave work I'll be headed to my local Curves to sign a six month contract for their Curves Complete progam.  This will be the first time I've committed to such a program.  Sure, I've bought diet pills, and exercise equipment, and the like, what big girl hasn't?  This, however, will be the first time I will go somewhere each week and be held accountable.  It's kind of scary.

Having always struggled with my weight, I have little faith in the potential success of any program.  Since last July the Coats family has strived to "eat primal", cutting out all processed sugar, processed food, carbs, grains, legumes, etc.  That transition is going to make following the Curves diet easier, as it is a high protein, low carb, low sugar, change the way you think about food plan.  I'm thankful for that blessing.  Now, if I could just not eat bread.  It's amazing, I do not buy it for home, yet I always find it somewhere.  Again, accountability will be key. 

I do not want to have weight-loss surgery, I want to conquer my own demons with God's help and the help of my coach and support systems.  So, I'm inviting each of you into battle with me, and I'm going to be transparent in my successes and struggles. 

This picture was taken a few months ago.  Most people would be suprised to know what my actual weight number is (not that transparent).  My coach at Curves didn't believe me during my consultation when I pointed to my weight and height on the BMI index.  I guess I carry it well, I'm just tired of carrying it at all.

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