Bring It! Bring on the Best Days of my Life!

Three months ago, I felt extremely unhappy about my weight. I used to be able to eat anything I want and burn it off before the extra calories had the opportunity to register on the scale. Those days passed when I turned thirty. Each year, I added on extra pounds. It bothered me and I would try to eat smarter, and workout a little harder. I didn't receive the results I wanted because in my twenties I conditioned myself to eat massive plates of food, and of course seconds. I just can't out train my diet anymore. When I weighed in at 220, I thought, "hey,look at me, I CAN gain weight." and I liked that I had a pudgy stomach. I thought of myself affectionately as the "Fat Elvis." But then I weighed 230 and I thought, oh, any day now, I'll walk this weight right off. At 240, I felt concerned, but didn't take the necessary steps to getting back on track. 250, I felt like my weight and my eating habits were in a crisis. I felt out of control. 260 came and I surrendered to complacency and accepted that my weight was just a part of my daily life. But when I weighed 267 three months ago, I decided to make changes and commit to my decision. I started P90X. In 90 days, I slimmed down noticeably, I can fit in clothes that i bought brand new in 2009 and quickly outgrew. Unfortunately I didn't take the before pictures of my body, but I know from looking at myself and the comments I get from people that I have lost a lot of body fat, and gained muscle. I can do more push ups now  then I ever could in "the best shape of my life." I lost 24 pounds in three months. I am not finished yet. this personal victory empowers me, and I'm glad that I can announce it on the year anniversary of my daughter killing her cancer. I am not going to stop here. Today is my first day of P90X round two!!! Bring It!!!