Hello all. Its time to come clean. If you've been following my Twitter then this isn't news to you, but I started Weight Watchers last week.

I'll admit I've never participated in a diet program before so at first I kinda of felt like I had failed myself by needing to ask for help. Also, when I told 2 of my friends (2 very skinny, athletic girlfriends) they looked at me like...why? ugh :(

In the past I just ate better (or tried to) and worked out. I have only really wanted to lose weight twice in my life.

First, during my Freshman year of college. I gained weight like most girls do. I went from hella active in high school and consuming.... McDonald's almost everyday for lunch only to be out done with a donut and Coke for breakfast. God you have to love metabolism and cheerleading...they do wonderful things for you. I was at 105 lbs at 1 point....oh that was a glorious time. But alas that didn't last when I went to college....for all the obvious reasons. During winter break I was on a mission to lose weight and I did lose around 7-10 lbs. Did I do it the healthy way....ummm no not really. I ate fruit (particularly oranges) for breakfast, lunch, and had a small meal for dinner. I also walked a few miles everyday.

The 2nd time I needed to loose weight was before my wedding. I lost 15lbs. I did it through eating right and exercising. Mr. Jetplane and I worked out together, even though I hated every minute of it. I couldn't afford a trainer and my schedule was so crazy I needed to work out when I could fit it in.

But now with him gone I don't have that person to push me and keep me accountable. So I decided that I needed to do this for me and do it now. I'm unhappy with my body and its time that I actually do something instead of complain. I'll admit the eating portion is generally pretty easy for me but the working out is the hard part. Oh...and the booze. I love me some wine and cocktails. I know I drank myself into part of this situation. Deployment and pre-deployment didn't help. Those extra 'empty' calories are part of my own demise.

But with all that being said, I had my 1st weigh in yesterday. I was slightly worried. I didn't go over my 29 points all week except on Friday and Saturday nights. I was saving those extra 49 points for the nights out with the ladies. I knew I'd consume close to all 49 points between the food and booze. I also didn't work out as much as I had hope last week. I chose to wear the lightest tunic I could find to the weigh in and guess what? I lost weight. I lost 3.4 pounds. That's great, especially for a 5'2" person like me.

So now I'm excited. Success makes you excited. I hope to keep you all informed of my progress. I'm hoping to be smoking hot by the time Mr. Jetplane comes home.