99 degree attic

So I am once again going to start my journey to a happier self. Alex is now two and I am so uncomfortable with my size that I must take some action. I had a meltdown at the Bair's 4th of July party. Before I know it Alex will tell me that I am fat. Babies tell the truth and I just don't want to hear it. So it begins on a 99 degree summer afternoon. I jogged .5 mile in 11 minutes in my hot hot hot attic with a small fan blowing on my face. Today is the first day of the rest of my new life. (size 18)