Weight loss story number 1...

A broken toilet seat. That's kind of what started it all. I sat down on our toilet seat, and it split in half. A sign? As I walk on the treadmill right now, i can say probably not - but let's look at it that way.

I grew up active, in a way. "farm" type work and stuff. Marching band in high school. That's pretty much it. I never learned how to be fit. Health class talked about drugs, alcoho, sex, and my changing body, but not really how to take care of it. Gym class was about wasting a period until the teacher had to coach something.

Next time - the college years!!!!