![]() I felt pretty, when I saw myself in the mirror, oh yeah, my mirrors weren’t full mirrors. I now wore sweaters and lose clothes to cover all my big curves. I hated going shopping, because I never really saw myself fat, I still wanted to buy the same type of clothes as when I was thin, but that was just not going to happen. Now I was just feeling tired, hurting all the time and just unhappy with my body. It was hard because I remember how it felt to feel light and alive. I normally felt disappointed in myself and always felt uncomfortable in my own skin. “How did I get here?!?” I used to ask myself. I went from an average weight of 135 lbs. Before I knew it I was overweight, actually obese. So somewhere in my journey I went from a healthy, good looking body, to slowly gaining at least 2 to 8 pounds a year. The “stay big and be happy” plan was not working. Eventually, I was so embarrassed and disgusted with myself, I stopped wanting to go out and be my normal social self. Basic activity became more difficult, and I was starting to experience back and knee pain. The plus sized fashions I had come to love were getting tighter and tighter. But as I got older, my struggle went from trying to keep the weight down to stop from gaining a few pounds a year.įrom summer 2014 to the end of the year, due to a new neighborhood, changes at work, and other factors, I rapidly added another 25-30lbs to my already too-heavy frame. Remembering back I felt alive! I got married young and had children, but I still kept my weight under control, this was due to always working out I would run 3 miles a day. I was in the drill team, active in sports I loved sports, competed in junior high school sports. You see, I was never an overweight child as a matter of fact I was a thin girl growing up. ![]() That “decision day” changed my life! It began with me researching how was I going to change my life and my lifestyle to feel the way I once felt…good, vibrant, healthy and not overweight and in pain! That thought used to scare me, I had a strong feeling in my gut, that if I didn’t take control of my health, I would also end up dying of a heart attack at a young age. My father died of a heart attack at a young age, and there was a history of heart problems on his side of our family. For me it was my health and the way I felt about myself. A moment in time you quietly, without making any out loud statements, you nod your head and make a decision that you will do whatever you need to do to make it happen. It’s that moment when you honestly without excuses ask yourself what you truly want out of this life. There comes a point in your life when you are tired of telling yourself I’m done, you know that moment when you are tired of hearing yourself saying “I’m done”.
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