With most things in my life, I'm usually hesitant to share anything about myself because I'm an intensely private person. But for the past few months I've been on a journey that I think needs to be shared with others and it only really hit me today that maybe I should put this out there and if someone happens across it and is inspired to make a change in their own life, than all of this is good.
So anyways, the story starts off like this: Vanity. It's not just vanity, but a combination of vanity and good health. It's a weird mix, but so is pear and mustard (and they are amazing together).
For most of my life I have been over-overweight and because of the way weight is viewed in Western society, it has excluded me from social groups, not to mention affected my self-esteem and image. In addition to that, my weight has limited me in my activities and kept me from doing things that I would have loved to do. And lets not leave out the health issue. Granted a few extra pounds is not going to kill you, but having more then needed plus excess causes all kinds of problems; from mobility to difficultly breathing to diabetes.
You might be wondering where is this going? Don't worry I'm getting to that ;)
So like I said earlier, it starts off with vanity. I had talked about it with my mom and (of course, like all moms) she just wants me to be healthy. But it's more than that for me, I want to look good and I want others to think I look good too. Vanity.
So I started to come up with a plan. It wasn't like I hadn't ever tried to lose weight before, I had. Some stuff worked, some stuff didn't. But this time had to be different. I had to really commit myself to changing my lifestyle. And just like a smoker who wants to quit, I had to fail a few times before I could say, "Right! This time is going to be different; it has to be, because I can't do this anymore, literary and 'figuratively'." (See what I did there? That's a play on words... ^_^)
So I joined a health clinic with my mom (she joined more for moral support, not because she needs to lose weight per say) and I started to change my life around. And it was hard. I would get a craving for something sweet, No. I would want to go out, No. I would want to munch on a snack, No. I went from eating to whatever to "Felicia! Put the cookie down and nobody gets hurt." I suppose it didn't help that I started on October 31... Actually, I remember sharing with a select few of friends and one asked me why on Halloween? My response, because, I'm STUPID! (Plus, Halloween fell on a Monday, so I blame the inventors of the calendar, whom were the Romans... Those sick bastards. Seriously, who designs a time keeping device that would torture someone is such a way? The Romans.)
This is me October 31, 2011
I weighted (oh my gosh I don't even want to say it!!) 308.25lbs (140.1kg)
This is me as of today
I weighted in at 276.5lbs (125.6kg)
That's a loss of 31.75lbs (14.4kg) and 40.5" over all.
I'm not even close where I want to be. But I'm going, I'm getting there. Every journey starts with a step and for the past 5 months I've been stepping and inching closer to what I want. I'm sorry for the disorganized blog, it's all coming out in a way that's a bit raw, but sometimes there are things that just need to be a bit raw (like a nice piece of steak).
I can't assume that your inspired, but I want to hope that you now too feel that nothing is out of your reach.