Food .... gotta love it ... gotta hate it. I love to cook (most of the time) and I love good food. But food doesn't love me. Even with exercising, family genetics has taken a strong hold... especially over the last few years. Yep, most of my family struggles with weight.

But will my daughters have the same struggles? We don't know. Lucky for them, their dad has a smaller stature than I do. We've also been teaching them since day one that you need to remain active and eat healthy. So, maybe they will get lucky.

So, I've begun down the road of Weight Watchers. I already know what I should do and already have in place lots of healthy practices, but getting weighed... that's the real kick in the pants. That's what gets me going.

Last week was my second weigh-in. Lost 3.4 lbs. I wanted 5. I know... newbies always think big.

I am ready ... this is it ... this is my time.

I get weighed tomorrow. Stay tuned!