Growing up, I was always the smallest person in my class. I was both short and petite. While most of the girls in middle school were growing taller and getting curves, I was still short and curveless. In high school, I rounded out a little – on the bottom half, but I was still a card-carrying member of the IBTC. By the time I’d graduated college, I’d put on the obligatory 10-15 extra pounds. I wasn’t happy about it, but I wasn’t upset enough to actually do something about it.
Even during the planning of me and the hub’s wedding in 2003, I wasn’t too pressed to get down to a certain size. I was OK with who I was. Cut to August 2006, I was super pregnant with the kid and had gained 30ish pounds. Not too bad. It took me until the kid’s first birthday, but I eventually got back down to just 10 pounds over my pre-pregnancy weight. Still not where I wanted to be, but again, I was OK with that.
Between 2007 and 2015, my weight slowly crept up. I noticed. Of course, I did. I just didn’t realize how much I’d put on. What I did know was that I was sad, depressed, unhealthy, out of shape, you name it. By the summer of 2015, it hit home that I’d put on nearly 40 pounds. FORTY. FREAKING. POUNDS. That’s like the weight of a five-year-old, my friends.
Even though I knew I needed to make some lifestyle changes, it didn’t happen overnight. I started small. In July, I decided to give up pop and “eat less fast food.” That was it. It’s almost like I was too scared to really push myself. It was a good start, though. And, between August 2015 and January 2016 I’d lost six pounds. May not seem like a lot, but for someone who’d basically given up hope of ever losing weight, it’s huge.
In the new year, I decided to apply a more aggressive approach to my weight loss. My mom had passed away the previous October from breast cancer and I wanted to do all that I could to be around for my family as long as possible. I also wanted to be able to play with the kid, without getting so winded. So, I joined Medical Weight Loss Clinic and a gym. And, since January, I’ve lost an additional 21 pounds. I’m not where I want to be yet, but now that I’ve come this far, I know I’ll make it all the way.
I plan on sharing more of my weight loss journey in the weeks to come. I hope to make it to my goal weight by the end of May. Once I get there, I plan on sharing before and after pics. I can’t weight to see (and share) photographic evidence of how far I’ve come.