Pheonix in Me, rising again!

This is about me. All about me. I by no means mean to sound cocky or impolite...but this is where the phoenix in me will rise again. This blog is all about my struggles, my pains and the hurdles I have to leap over to get fit again.
First of all, can I just say that this a sort of journal and you don't have to read along, you are more than welcome to but I do apologize now if I 'carry on' a bit.
This is for those of you who are struggling too, or are trying to get fit and healthy and find it difficult at times to avoid cupcakes or ice cream or yummy yummy foods like that. This blog is for me to look back at and see how much I've changed, how much not only the physical me's changed but also my emotional state of being.
I've been meaning to write a blog for quite some time now but just have never had the time and to be quite honest I didn't know the first thing about blogs when I started...(which was about 5 mins ago lol) :-D So this is gonna be a journey I can tell you that much!
I'm hoping to put my frustrations down, my joys and my victories..I am human so I will have a lot of frustrations.
I chose the name Phoenix in Me because my friend, Rick, is called PhoenixRising and he's my coach in Beach Body...and I thought what more of an appropriate name. Also it symbolizes so much...obviously. The phoenix in me will rise again...is rising again should I say! :-)
I'm not going to start out my blog by telling you all about me. I'll write about myself in my own time...and if you're reading this you probably already know a lot about me and are one of my friends on facebook or otherwise. If you don't know me that well, I'll tell you about me but I don't have time right now to sit down and explain all about myself. :-) I'm sure you understand!

What I will tell you is that I'm a mom of twin boys, almost 2. They are adorable and so much fun...but theyre also sooo very much work. I am married to a wonderful man, one who supports me in all I do...no woman could ask for someone who loves me as much as my man. And boy oh boy does he love me! When I get angry boy do I get angry and he's stuck with me...for nearly 6 years now. He says forever and always...and I think thorns and all! :-) So thanks Joel, love you!

I started to get fit because back in April ('10) I had a miscarriage. The pregnancy was a surprise to me and my husband but it was more than welcome! We were so excited at the thought of holding our newborn in November...I'll go into more detail later. But to get rid of the stress, to get rid of the frustration and anger...I had to do something. I was already planning on doing the HCG diet (some of my friends are doing that, if you don't already know about it just look up HCG diet on google and it'll pull up thousands of articles). This was before I found out I was pregnant, and afterward I was disappointed I couldn't but I knew that 'one day' I would get fit and skinny again.
When I found out that we'd had a miscarriage I had to do something...I had to kick and punch SOMETHING and I didn't much think that my husband would appreciate if he was my punching bag. I needed something to get my frustrations out and in my oppinion physical pain is a lot better than emotional pain. That something was to be the air in working out but boy oh boy was I gonna punch it with plenty of enthusiasm and frustration and plenty of grunts and screams! (as I was to find out later!...but screaming and grunting is actually good for you...as long as it's in the right context....lol)
So here we go....on a long journey, long but fun and exciting as hopefully we both change through exercise and thought.