McDonalds + Marshmellows: The End of an Era

Today, my Wii fit told me I am obese. Not calming words coming from the cute high pitched voice from the flat-screen television in the loungeroom.  Then, it proceeded to tell me I have a Wiifit age of 32 and that I should stop eating so much to reduce my Body-Mass Index. Reality check: I am 24 years old, 165cm tall, size 14 in bottoms and on the upside of 14 in tops.

Activate operation “no more Marshmellows (and other assorted addictive junk that will be soon clogging my arteries resulting in a heart-attack and a shorter life span)”.  Soraya Ruth Harris and Courtney Beth Lewis of Victoria, vow and declare to eat healthily, exercise six days a week and take note of all substances that pass through the oesophagus. 

This is not a diet. We are not becoming slaves to greenery, nor are we going to begin growing our own organic vegetables to avoid unwanted chemical infections. Soraya and Courtney are not on a “detox”, or “eating right for our blood type”.  We have no desire to become gym junkies, personal trainers, self-help gurus or bikini models (although the latter is the most appealing). All we want, is some accountability. Some motivation.  A little bit of support in the long road ahead towards health.  That is where you come in. If you are reading this, kudos.  I, Soraya, have vowed to blog each week the progress that is our weight loss. 

And with that, we ask you to stay posted for weigh ins, progress photos and exercise logs...