Starting Over

My life has changed drastically in the last month and this title is appropriate on so many levels. Since the marathon, I have moved from Northern Virginia to North Carolina. To say that this move has been an adjustment would be an understatement.

Two years ago I picked up my life and moved from Florida to Virginia. This time the move is different - although I relocated this time for a job I've wanted for a long time, I was truly happy in Virginia. I had a routine, great friends, running, a yoga studio I felt a part of, and a part time fun job at a performing arts center. I was finally starting to feel settled - a feeling I've been looking for for a long time.

So, here I am, almost 32 years old, and I'm starting over. And that leads to a lot of conflicted feelings. On the one hand, no one here knows me and I can reinvent myself. I can become anyone I want and no one would know the difference. On the other hand, I'm alone and no one knows me here. Gah, sounds so depressing when I put it like that.

Starting over also means starting the journey to my goal weight over. There have been a lot of indulgences over the past month - and I've still got the month of December to get through. Not to mention everything here is new - I want to experience it all, but have to remind myself that it doesn't have to be done all as once. It keeps coming back to calorie counting versus Weight Watchers - following either would be a good choice, as I know they both work. I do like the accountability of WW meetings, but the idea of going and having to add something more to my schedule causes some anxiety. That's not good.

I know I need to do something - I'm becoming uncomfortable in my skin and not really liking the directions things are going. I need to reestablish a routine here that includes gym time, yoga classes, running, and meal planning. I also want to get back in the habit of journaling my food - that works no matter which program you're following.