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LIVE!  That’s right people, I am aLIVE!

My One Hundred Days wasn’t a complete and miserable failure.  Miserable failure, yes, completely, no.  As you can observably tell, I did not conquer all 100 days in the ONE HUNDRED DAYS challenge as planned.  At some point while fighting off starvation, and batting away constant temptations of yummy, delicious, terrible food, this self admittedly “weak” soul gave up.  Gasp!  Yes, you read that correctly, I gave up.  Sigh…

When I awoke this morning at 4:15am to the sound of my cell phone alarm (that I’ve decided sounds like the spaceship of a 1980s sci fi flick,) I decided that a change is a comin’ and whether I’m ready or not, it’s on my doorstep.  No pretending I’m not home now.

Here’s what’s different this time.  NO unrealistic goals.  Can I really go into this expecting that I won’t be tempted by Sunday Afternoon Football Chili?  Can I really say to myself that I will be as straight as an arrow when I’ve got this wonderful new wine rack to carry all these shiny new bottles of wine?  And can I really…REALLY…really say that for the next 100 days I will torture myself into the submission of greatness??  NO, I WILL NOT say or think any of those things!  I’m human, I’m a woman and I’m 26 years old.  There is no perfect in my life.

What I WILL say for this time around, is that I am about to make a conscious and driven effort to put myself into the best shape that I’ve ever seen in one year’s time.  The goal is completely attainable, as with any goal a person is 100% committed to reach.  I am more willing to withstand pain, sweat, and tears today than I was at day one of the One Hundred Days challenge.  And this time, I’m not challenging myself to anything.  I am promising myself that I will make the next 365 days miraculous.

Yay!