Day 0. Welcome Aboard.

Hello adoring fans, people that know me, or people that have somehow (but miraculously) stumbled across my little part of the internet. Welcome. Come and have a cup of tea. I don't drink tea myself, but you can certainly have one.

This is going to be the last day of eating like a starved person that has just met a buffet. This is the last day of being an idiot when it comes to food. This is the last day of pretending I am already finished with this whole 'weight loss' issue. Because the truth is? I have only just made a small step regarding my health, and it seems, over the last few months, I have taken an entire leap backwards, with only myself to blame.

So. Here are the facts.

My name is Trinette Wastney. I am nineteen years old. I live at home. I am currently single. I have a job. I have people who love me. And I have people who have previously looked up to me with this whole weight-loss thing, and the last thing I want to do is to pile it all back on.

I started losing weight so that I would feel as if I was good enough for this one, particular boy. With my weight at a disgusting NINETY FOUR KILOGRAM, I had the New Years Resolution to kill off all my fat cells, and to finally feel worthy. In the first few months, I went from a size 20 to a size 14. Which, is pretty good, if I do say so myself.

But I have fallen into a lapse. And it's a lapse that I want to break free from.

So, I will share with you my journey in finishing the race. I will share everything with you, and not leave out any disgusting, horrible, embarrassing fact. I have made excuse after excuse, from needing to start a diet on a Monday, and Jury Duty making it difficult to eat small portions at the correct time.

But no more excuses. I want to be in a bikini by Christmas.

So, this is my 16th of September resolution: To go hard, and by Christmas, know that I put in every effort I could muster, In order to change my life.