Sometimes, we allow the perceived length journey to discourage us before we even get started. Yesterday someone asked me “How long will it take for me to drop 25 pounds?” When I suggested that a manageable rate of weight loss was 2 pounds per week, he looked down, discouraged, wanting to grab the summer body in time for Summer (we are in Southern California after all).

Almost 7 years ago, I made a commitment to lose 1 pound. I knew it wouldn’t take long and I could defnitely lose 1 pound. After 1, I recommitted to dropping another. Then another and another.

In one year, I’d done what I’d set out to do. I’d lost 1 pound 225 times. I was healthy, strong, fit and happy. I took care of myself and what started as a commitment to living and eating healthy grew into a desire to completely transform my life. Each of these transformations started the same way:

Day 1.

* I lost my father prematurely to a stroke. Day 1 was mourning him.
* My marriage died and I was left to pick up the pieces of a new life. Day 1 was getting up in the morning.
* Took the chance to love again only to see my fiance cheat on me and leave me for my neighbor. Day 1 was taking myself to a psychiatrist.
* Injured post surgery required more surgery. Day 1 was starting over in the gym.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned: Day 1 is as magical as Day 1000. What makes a day magical isn’t the person you start it as. It’s the direction you’re headed in.

Forward is magical. What can you do **right now** to make TODAY DAY 1?

Day 1 Magic