Here we go again.  A blog post.  I don't know why I don't just do this on a private document for myself or in a notebook or, perhaps, not at all, but I have the urge to tempt fate and semi-anonymously share things with anybody or nobody at all.  And this is now about the earliest conception of this blog which was, in part, to be about weight loss.  What more common theme could unite folks around the globe?  Weight loss, so hot right now.  In any case, today marks my first day back at the gym in a lifetime.  Literally - my first day at the gym in Elliott's 9 month lifetime.  And I didn't set foot there before he came into the world for some time either.  It being October 24th, 2012, however, I realized today that I have a mere 7 months until my 10 year college reunion by which time I intend to be back down to my wedding weight which is 30 pounds away from where I am today.  Phew.  Lots of numbers.  And, because life is easier in bite sized morsels, there will be mini-goals along the way (thank you, every diet guru ever for making small steps toward big success a hard and fast rule) including 10 lbs by the wee-man's first birthday on January 10th, another 15 for a total of 25 by the eldest niece's West Coast college graduation in early May, and then, the final 5 for that orange and black blitz of type A, marathon running, beer swizzling, world traveling, corporation owning, country leading Reunion of mine.  Plus, the horses will like me better by then.

Step one.  Go to gym at lunch.  Check.  Major fail in the selection of aqua zumba which was led by the Tracy Turnblad of zumba instructors.  I have a thing against overweight doctors and nurses, but I think it may be much worse when it is an overweight FITNESS INSTRUCTOR. Really?!  Not so inspirational.  Nor were the middle aged white ladies with bad hair shimmy grooving to some reggaeton in a highly chlorinated pool in Central Maine.  Oh man.  Next time, I'll just go running.

CIAO! (until possibly another 2 years go by if history repeats itself with me and this blog thing)Big and groovy - cool and all but not for leading the weight loss class!