I've just returned from the Peace Corps, having spent the past two years in Panama. Before I left, I was in the best shape I've ever been--South Beaching, exercising--feeling good and looking good! Panama is the antithesis of SB...start off the day with fried flour and sugar or white rice and fried fish; lunch, more rice and more fried whathaveyou; dinner, spaghetti on top of rice. I can't make this stuff up. No veggies in sight, tropic temperatures and rocky beaches making excercise challenging to say the least...and along with learning Spanish, I learned the fine art of emotional eating. Two years of that can do some damage...about twenty five pounds worth.

I've been back in country for six months now, and the pounds that I gained that was supposed to "drop off" are still on...and gaining. I'm over it. And ready to lose it. I like South Beach, I like vegetables, and I like feeling good about myself. I tell myself I'm beautiful inside and out to attempt to keep positive...but I'm ready to really believe it!

I thought I'd be back and the emotional stresses would be gone...but I am in the job search process. And nothing says "emotional eating trigger" like looking for a job!! Irony being, if I looked better, I'd feel better, have more confidence, and get that J O B. Ahhh, the vicious cycle...but I am sure I am preaching to the choir!!

As I was finishing my service in Panama, I remember thinking, "If I can do this, I can do anything..." So, bring it on, this weight loss thing. I realize that I need support and to be kept honest...so that's what I am here, and hoping I can provide the same to you all!!