Today was the first time in weeks that I've step on the scale, to see how much I've gained was scary. It's like a wake up call I thought  to myself "You have to take this serious you've been abusing your health so long thank God you haven't gotten sick. No more excuses, no more I'll start Monday today is Monday and today is MY MONDAY!" I'm only 23 but I ache like I'm in my 80's, my back, feet, head, I'm tired all the time and grouchy. But to step on the scale and to see how much I've let myself go is heartbreaking. I now realize why I've been so miserable, depressed and in pain. I'm so close to 300lbs, there I said it for the public to know I'm fat and I'm admitting it to myself and to anyone else reading this. I can't start another year being like this is my year, why wait when today can be the start to the right lifestyle my body is begging to live? So today is the first day of the rest of my life...living it the right way.