I just realized that I started this blog four years ago. I think about the progress I've made and it all is in the emotional and spiritual arenas. I've failed miserably in the getting fit and slim categories. Still, I'm not giving up because I think I had to fix the inside of me before I fixed the outside. The weight I put on fifteen, sixteen years ago has been a buffer of sort, a cushion against life's blows. That was before I learned to duck, dodge and hit back. I've been through the fire and I've come out of the forge bent a bit but much stronger than I went in. I know who I am now and I like who I am now.