Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Quickie

Per spark people I ate 1389 calories today. Didn't do any exercise will attempt some tomorrow--still babying my knee. According to Sparkpeople I didn't eat enough today, but right now I'm more tired than hungry so it's off to bed. Will try to get more calories in tomorrow too...I'm betting that will be easier than getting in some exercise!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Why Start Now?

I've written this introductory post in my head millions of times. I figured I should just get something down and get to work instead of procrastinating like I always do.

So, why start now?

I've been overweight 99.99% of my life. Even though I was a preemie, by the time I was in kindergarten I was 10% overweight according to a note sent home by the school nurse. My parents were old school from the south and I was a sickly baby/small child and what do you do with a sickly child? FEED HER!!!!!

Not that I blame my parents for my weight....although that would be easy to do. We weren't an active family, Mom worked for a baked goods company, we didn't have any healthy emotional outlets, blah, blah, blah. Nope, I'm the one who made the choices that got me to 339 pounds. Just like I'm the one who made the choices that at one time got me as low as 175 pounds.

I still didn't answer the question, did I?

I'm 42, nearly 43, married with 3 children and I'm starting to fall apart. I've been diagnosed with pre-diabetes, I have borderline high blood pressure and I think I'm heading for a knee replacement. Not fun and kinda scary. Also, I missed so much of my oldest son's life by being the fat mom, I don't want to do that to my younglings. I also want to set a good example for them, I don't want them to have the food/weight issues that I have. If I can give them one less thing to worry about in their lives, I think that would be good.

I've lost myself in my fatness, I think. I started noticing changes when I got over 250. I didn't like to go out as much. I stopped doing things I enjoyed. But, it was gradual. It became worse as I neared 300. I want me back.

That brings me to plain old vanity. I really would like to be able to go into any store and pick up an outfit. I hate having to settle for what fits instead of what I want. I'm sick to death of shapeless clothes and trying to camouflage a stomach that bigger than my boobs!

I've said all that to say this: I'm DONE!! I'm drawing my line in the sand and taking charge of my life and my health.