Hopefully not just another diet I fail at

Ok, so now it's 2012. I've got a two year old boy and a 3 month old baby girl, and it's time to get rid of the pregnancy pounds. Kilos. Pounds sounds better, even though I'm not American. Anyway, I digress...

I'm sick of looking in the mirror and hating what I see. I'll be honest, I'm not a big fan of me. Not a fan at all in fact. But it's time for me to start to believe that I am worth it, that I am worth fighting for, if not for my sake but for my kids' and husband's sake.

Tomorrow the pre-season for the Michelle Bridges 12 Week Body Transformation starts. I will wake up and take a horrible 'before' photo in my underwear, and hide it from the world until I've made a significant change.

I am not as crazy over the top motivated as I have been before starting previous 'diets'. But this time shit's got real, and it's time to change. I have to. I'm not healthy. For a nearly 26 25 year old, I sure do a lot of huffing and puffing and experience a lot of aches and pains. My body is older than it's time.

I'm sick of feeling lethargic and heavy. I'm sick of not being able to roll around on the floor with my two year old because it hurts, or I struggle to get back up. I don't want to miss out on my kids' childhoods. I don't want my kids not to have a mum! Even thinking about that, I get teary. I need to do this, and that's my motivation.

I don't even care if no-one reads this. I hope to read back during my journey and see how far I've come.

My body needs transforming... But my mind needs a swift kick up the ass. Daily.

Bring it 12WBT, I think am ready for you.