Two Months of Walking

Saturday marked two months since I started walking the weight off. Marcus and I walk everyday weather permitting!! I love walking. I never thought I would be saying that but it's true. I have a good days and bad days when I walk because of my knees but I push through and get it done. I just have to thank my friend Jackie for starting me on my walking journey because had it not been for her coming down on that one Saturday walking with me, I still would have put it off. Now I can't wait to walk everyday. I normally go in the evenings since it's cooler. Someday I have went on my walks twice in one day. Walking has helped me physically and mentally. It has also helped me bond more with my youngest Marcus. We have little talks where I have learned so much about how he feels about certain things. Today we was talking about how cute he was as a baby and he tell me now I'm fat and ugly. I said no Marcus you are a handsome young man and I love you very much. I also tell him that we are walking our weight off and you will get there. It takes time. Look at me I tells him and look at what I accomplished with you walking with me and your oldest brother motivating me. It hurt me when he told me that he was fat and ugly because for so long in my life especially since becoming an adult that I felt exactly like he does now. By me being on this journey, I am learning to love myself and hopefully he will too. I can only imagine what he went through at school with others in his class teasing him. I went through the same. It took time but now I'm stronger for it. Doing this blog and posting on FaceBook is keeping me focused plus I'm finding out things about myself that I hadn't looked to examine in my life before now. Just one example of this is that I always used to think that the reason I couldn't keep and stay in a relationship with a man was because of my weight. Now I have learned that I wasn't what they needed in their life. I now know that I'm worthy of so much more than the cheating and being used. Hopefully as my boys get older, they will know how to treat a lady.
   I'm going to end this blog by saying that I know that my hero my stepdad Henry is smiling down knowing that I am losing weight. I know he's proud of me and I can feel his presence around me. I'm proud of myself.