When you are 25 years old, happily married, finishing graduate school and about to start a great career, life should be good. Hell, life should be amazing. Yet, because of my battle with weight loss, my reflection in the mirror creates this overshadowing cloud of disparity and shamefulness.

I want my life to get back on track. My goals are not extremely lofty, but they are goals. 52 pounds, 52 weeks, while completely rehabilitating my food intake lifestyle. It will be hard but that is what makes it worth it! Feel free to buddy me or invite me to groups/challenges. Motivation is key for progress and progress is what we are all here for.