I am a firm believer in goals. Without striving towards something I lose focus. I need to have that bell to ring, button to push, or number to reach to motivate myself.

Currently I am working on losing 40 pounds. I put up a spot on my blog that is titled "Where's the 40?" and beneath it I post a picture of the number I am at in relation to the 40 pounds. Right now I am still in the high 30's but seeing that number motivates me. It gets me to want to make changes so that number changes, and so I will reach my goal.

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This morning in the shower I tried to plan out what I would wear today. Brown capri pants, for sure, I thought. They are comfy and roomy. The shirt I wanted to wear, though, was waded up on a shelf. Seriously, I'm not in high school anymore, why don't I put my clean clothes away?

Anyway. The brown capris felt a little loose and looked pretty baggy as I looked myself over in the mirror. Hmph, I thought. Maybe the black capris would be better; I'm just not feeling this brown thing today.

Same deal with the black capris, but I was running out of time -- and clothing options -- so I went with the black ones. Whatever, I'm a desk jockey so I can live with it.

But the more I moved around the more I realized that my pants were actually too big! Not just a little loose, but like a size or two too big.

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A day late, and not a dollar, but a pound short; I'm here reporting in on my first week on the dLife Tummy Trim Challenge.  I didn't lose anything in week 1.  On the positive side, I didn't gain either.

I logged some of my food.  To be exact, 2 whole days and several partial days.  As my fellow blogger, Michelle Kowalski, also admitted this week; I am accepting the fact that I have a dysfunctional relationship with food. In other words, I eat for reasons other than fueling my body.  Because of this, logging my food both works well to help me reach my goals, and is incredibly hard to do. 

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Exercise! Do something! I can’t tell you how life-changing exercise and fitness is for me…but I’ll try!

So this morning I woke up, had some coffee and some breakfast, and then worked for 3 hours or so until I felt it was time to get in some physical activity. Since I’m in Florida at the moment I really am enjoying taking advantage of working out in the sun. It feels so good and I love that the sun aids in improving my circulation in my feet and my entire body. Definitely something that you guys out there can relate with.
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Some thoughts I came up with today while working out on the beach.

The sun hits my face, the presence of the ocean waves is enough to make even the most unaware people stop and look and think. This place feels safe and powerful within me in the deepest parts of my existence. I sit down and face the infiniteness of the sea in front of me. It’s all around. Birds are soaring, some hunting, some settled in the sand protecting themselves from the unforgiving winds that race down the coast. The wind is blowing hard today, enough to knock a person down and remind them of who’s in charge. The air blows past me and through me like it doesn’t even know I’m there, flying over the earth with no purpose - no final destination, no end. It just blows just to blow. It’s beautiful.

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I must admit that I do wonder how in the *&%^ing world Broncos quarterback Jay Cutler manages his sugar during what I can only assume to be an intense several hours every Sunday. I asked a friend of mine, who has type 1, how she managed her sugars when she recently ran a marathon. They were, predictably, up and down. But from a novice's standpoint, it seems like she may have had more luxury of stopping to treat a low or deal with a high. There are no TV timeouts in community marathoning, though.

When a professional sports team – and all that comes with it including your job, sponsorships, advertising, ad nauseum – are essentially riding on whether or not you can throw a football to a guy 50 yards down the field without getting sacked, the stakes are a little higher.

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