So, (via my Instagram account) this is happening beginning this weekend…

I didn’t really feel like hosting it again this year, but I had people ask me about it and then tell me how it was so inspiring for them.  I knew I couldn’t allow peer pressure push me into doing something I just didn’t feel I had time or energy to do, but I also know that I have already been working on my own goals.

So I thought about it and waited until the very last minute to put together the information and go ahead and start.

And the response has taken me by surprise.

“I’m so in!”

“Count me in!”

What?  Oh great.  It’s like a confirmation that it needed to happen and a death sentence all at once.

There’s no turning back now.  And for some reason that is really scaring me.

My goals for this challenge are simply to get 4 days of intentional exercise in and track my food every single day — no matter whether I stay in budget or not.

Ultimately I need to lose weight and that is my goal, but I can’t even bring myself to share that part right now.

This brings me back to how I felt in 2009 when I decided to attempt to get healthier, which in an odd way gives me a flicker of hope.

In my life it’s the times I was most terrified about something that good things tended to come about.

Lord, I certainly hope so, because this morning as I see the responses and I know I’ve now put myself out there once again I just keep thinking, “What the heck am I doing?!”