2009 has been an interesting year…

January was rough. But before the rough stuff, I love my 2008 summary.  For the first week, I wrote extensively about my grandfather’s passing. We had some beautiful moments at Hospice, I struggled with my acceptance, we celebrated, we saw his struggle end. This is the first time I’ve reread these posts. As hard as that time was, I am so glad they are here. I took responsibility for my life back. I introduced you to Jenifer. I officially began my quest for 175. I subbed for FB in the Biggest Loser LiveBlog. We got hammered by ice.

February was the beginning of something fabulous. I went back to Weight Watchers. (Starting weight? 237.) Food pictures and Chris Thile. I confessed being a brand whore (I still look for that purse occassionally, by the way.) I talked about my photo food journal. I started to feel like I have control over my body. I gave up coffee for Lent. Caffeine detox is a jerk. I lost 8.8 pounds in February!

March: I realized that routine is key. Visit with Fat Bridesmaid and Nate made her an awesome mix cd set. I showed you my favorite self-portraits, made a motivation collage, had a cute day (dude, I’ve shrunk since then), and started using iPhone apps to track.

April: I told you about ladies I want to be like. I lost 14.8 pounds in 10 weeks. I embraced my inner therapist and did a behavior chain. I showed you my guage shirt. I worked harder than Heba on the BL BootCamp DVD. I introduced you to my oldest younger brother. I did yoga on my back porch. We almost bought a new car (with a great story). I started to get excited about summer eats. I would love to have a trainer – especially one of these. We took a quick weekend trip to Blountville and Asheville. I got cute again. I resurrected my “I Love Me!” list.

May: I tried to raise one eyebrow (and showed you pictures). I told you a funny story about a parking lot and my Papaw.  I took you with me on the Week1Day1 run of C25K. Told you all about the Sara Watkins show in Newport. I ate frozen yogurt on autopilot. I reminded myself that I am doing this right. 18 pounds down. I hate being manipulated. I had a clothes shopping success at Lerner. I talked about my emotional attachment to food. I still have issues not doing things exactly as prescribed.

June: I told you about all the men I love. I realized I don’t even like my favorite drink. Nathan, Fat Bridesmaid and I made the trek to Virginia for Lorrie’s Wedding of a Lifetime. I introduced you to my mom. I ate ri-cock-culous waffles (think ridiculous, but cranked up a notch). I practiced liking my body. I realized I was stuck in the weight loss process. Still 18 pounds down. I spent a great day in Cincinnati with some great blog ladies. I started a food journal blog. I gave myself the conceited award. I decided to start taking Adipex. We did the Relay for Life (complete with karaoke). My awesome husband takes awesome optical illusion pictures.

July: 25 pounds down! My first Weight Watchers rant. I did my first big closet purge. I realized I don’t like frozen yogurt, even though I thought I did. I admitted that I take a daily picture of myself. A bad food day today looks so much better than a usual food day before I started changing. Amazing shopping experience at the Limited. I took you along on another intial C25K run. Nathan and I celeberated our 6th wedding anniversary. We went to BlogHer! I told you why I blog.

August: I continued to rant about Weight Watchers. I was prepared for my dinner at PF Chang’s. I took off my wedding rings. I finally moved on to week 2 of C25K. What do I look like without makeup? Run sponsored by the letter F. I was 35 pounds down. Everyone around me are having babies! So I updated you on our baby stance.

September: My mom sent me a hilarious picture of my Farley Cat’s twin. I reexamined my motivation. I ran for 20 minutes! I went to my first Tweetup. I told you why I think this time is different. I gave up the scale for a while. I got my new best friend – Jake the iPod. I quit Weight Watchers. I checked in with my gauge shirt and pajama pants from my skinny box. What if calories didn’t count? I went to Savannah. I tried on my wedding dress.

October: Have I mentioned that I crave control? I had a run that inspired me to write letters. You all gave me your music suggestions. I’m not waiting for anything anymore. I wondered what else I wouldn’t miss. Showed you pictures from Christmases Past. Set a clothing goal for Christmas. I ran for 5 miles. Showed you October pictures (which ends up being 44.8 pound loss).

November: I turned 32. I felt cute. My husband is beautiful. We made our inaugural visit to Fat Bridesmaid’s new house. We ran our first official 5K. I talked about how running was in my holding pen for years. I made a big step in accepting the old me. I ran in a Turkey Trot 5K with Nathan and my brother.

December: I battled Tuesday. I maintained and was proud. If you have a crockpot, you must make this. I was whiny and Tom Hanks yelled at me. I made a healthy choice because it was the food I wanted. I committed to a half-marathon. I learned that I like eggnog. I realized I was afraid. I got angry…at a book. We visited Fat Bridesmaid (and my camera batteries died). I baked (lots of) cookies. I ignored a sign (in a church parking lot) and ran on Christmas Eve. We had a great Christmas! I made resolutions and I made a photo summary of 2009.

Here’s looking at you, Twenty Ten!