A New Me

For the past several years, Randy and I had been a part of a race crew at our local race track, Langley Speedway.  I grew up with racing, it's in my blood.  Saturday nights growing up were spent at the track.  Randy went, because I went.  He had no true interest.

At the end of the racing season in 2003 I met one of the driver's sisters.  I had noticed that she'd had a significant weight loss as the season went on.  I asked her how she had done it.  I went to my first Weight Watchers meeting 4 days later.  It was a big adjustment.  I learned to eat healthier, my daughter learned better habits.  And most of all, I learned to develop a new attitude.

As the pounds came off, my self-esteem did a 360.  The thyroid condition had finally stabilized and I was beginning to feel great about myself for the first time since, well, I don't know when.

I also realized that I was in a relationship that was non-existent.  We had nothing in common.  The only time we ever talked was when we fought.

I landed a job in my field, using the things I'd learned and the experience I'd accumulated.  Leaving my friends and giving up teaching was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.

Leaving Randy wasn't so hard.

But I was a new me and I knew what I had to do to make life better for me and my daughter.

It was a Wild Summer 2004!