I wonder how many people are out there that decide writing a blog will help them lose weight? Is this some sort of drive to think by writing down what we eat, how much we exercise, makes us more accountable for our actions? I am not too sure… heck I don’t know why I’m doing this other than to jump on the band wagon with a thousand other people who are on the same quest as I am.
Now like a lot of people, I haven’t been overweight all my life. At 5′4″ the most I ever weighed was 132lbs. But all that seemed to change after my first marriage. Though I did not work out as much as I was when I was single, I still remained active. I have never been one to sit down and polish off a quart of Dryers, or pig out on chocolate. So I wondered how I ballooned up to 160!!! STRESS!!!! Bad marriage, new city, away from friends leads to one unhappy person. This all started approximately 7 years ago, almost to the day. Okay, so that is the first 28 lbs!
After getting out of that horrible marriage I moved to a different state, and I was thinking a happier lifestyle. Well, partly. I ended up getting married again to a wonderful man, my match exactly. Prior to our wedding I joined Weight Watchers and was able to drop down to 149!! Yippee a size 8.
After getting married my husband and I discovered gourmet sodas. Ohhhh that was a bad idea. I’ve never been one to drink soda, I’ve always been more of a Kool-Aid or Crystal Light kinda gal. BANG!!! Can you believe I jumped up to 186!!! Oh my HECK!!! (yes I’m LDS)…lol.
So here I am… I moved back to California in June, and decided that I couldn’t be back home weighing as much as I do. When I arrived I set out to start a weight loss program, that hasn’t exactly happened. I am very busy though, and with all the activity I have managed to drop 9 lbs, weighing 177. I’ve taken up 3 notches on my belt, and overall starting to feel much better.
So here I am, ready to dedicate myself to getting back into a size 6 or 8. It sucks being fat (yes, I sad the F word) , and I refuse to hit 40 and look like this. It was bad enough going to my 20 year reunion and everyone seeing me like this, but I refuse to turn 40 and be a size 12!!!
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