Hi, I’m Anna, and I’m a food addict in recovery. Well, sort of in recovery. If the first step is realizing that you have a problem, I’m somewhere just past that. I’m 35, and I’m the fattest and most out of shape that I’ve ever been, hovering around 198 pounds. It’s affecting my life at all levels, and it’s time to dig my way out of this ridiculousness. So here’s the deal…I’ve got 60 weeks left until my 36th birthday rolls around, and I don’t intend to be fat when I get there.

My goal is to lose 50 pounds and get back into shape between now and my birthday. That’s┬áless than two pounds a week, and totally within my scope. This is going to have to be a multi-pronged plan, including attending addiction meetings, getting psychiatric help for my anxiety/depression/addiction, setting a workout plan, adjusting my diet, and finding fun ways to incorporate more activity into my daily life.

This blog will catalogue every day of the journey, come hell or high water. And since I live in New Orleans, and it’s almost summer, both of those things are a distinct possibility.

Hey, the plus side is that if I start working out now, at least I’ll look good for the next hurricane party!