Funny enough, a few moments after we got home, I sat down with the girls in their seats in front of me. I had posted the title, and then, they woke up and were ready to eat much earlier then I planned. It was all clear, and out the window at the same time. With two beautiful girls starring up at me..I stopped and made them bottles..Feeding them I thought about how ironic it was. That yes, I was doing this so I could push myself to be my best, that I wanted to live a life with my husband and family that was long and active and that I wanted them to know and love a life of sport and activity. But much like I expect along the course of these 90 days, and life itself, things ( this brief time at the end of the day ) did not go according to plan. So as I fed them, and my husband walked through the door, I switched gears. Coming back to the computer hours later..My thoughts are the same. I am excited to do this. Scared to fail and desirous of seeing a part of myself I have not seen in awhile. The one that knows, and tells our 5 kids the only thing standing between can and can't is telling your self that you can.
so...here we go.
