Up until about 18 months ago, I had this all under control. I had joined weight watchers and lost 40 of 60 or so I was looking to shed. Then the world just started going crazy, as the world tends to do. Between my fiance and I we have had 6 deaths in our family in the last 18 months, 3 car accidents (none our fault), our house and vehicles ripped apart by hail, helped our family that was close but thankfully not victim of the flooding in Alberta last year, had medical issues, job changes, bought a house and got engaged and are now planning a wedding. Whew. Somewhere in all of this I hit my limit. I'm really not sure when it was, but I definitely hit it. I have put back on 15 pounds of those 40 I worked so hard to lose. I am disappointed in myself but I can't say I am surprised. I haven't been my own priority in what feels like a long time. I lost my focus, it was pulled elsewhere. Even with all the up and down that has gone on, I have it pretty good and that is not lost on me. I have made this diet bet to bring focus back to what I want, and what I want is to be healthy, to start doing things for myself again, to learn to focus even during the harder times that are inevitable in life and to walk down the aisle next year and feel wonderful. I titled this blog post "starting over", but starting over is for when you have given up entirely. I choose to make this a continuation of my story, because I sure as hell haven't given up.