I didn't realize how BAD things were until my husband surprised me with a couple's retreat in Sedona, Arizona.
The hotel had a fancy digital scale in the bathroom.
I stepped on it, just curious to see the number.
It showed 203.
"No way! It can't be right", I thought.
But no matter how often I stepped on and off that scale... the number didn't change.
Slowly it dawned on me - the scale wasn't off. It was ME.
Looking in the mirror, I barely recognized myself.
"What happened? How did I let myself go?"
I guess, somewhere between two pregnancies and a full-time job, I lost sight of myself and my health.
That night, I decided to take control of my health.