I was born naturally thin.
Okay, who is really born thin? Well, you know what I mean. Growing up, I was skinny. Lanky. Petite. And not by choice. I ate everything, and not in moderation. My favorite grouping was an ice cold regular Mt. Dew with a big bag of nacho cheese doritos. I consumed this favorite snack several times a day. I didn't hold back ever.
Growing up, I would often get the comments that this would catch up with me. But there I was, an 18 year old, graduating from high school, and wearing a size 4 and a size 6. I was consuming way too many calories a day, but I was playing sports two hours a day, so I was able to maintain my slim frame.
Then college happened to me.
I actually managed to stay thin my first 3 years of college. I didn't wear many size 4's anymore, but I did fit comfortably into a 6 and sometimes an 8, and that was okay with me.
Then my senior year of college happened. I had experienced a few heartbreaking experiences at the end of my junior year and I was filled with huge void in my heart. And what did I fill this void with? Food of course!
And for the past 10 years, the weight has crept up on me. And I'm done with it. I'm done with being heavy. I need to look in the mirror and like what I see. It's been way too long. I NEED that. And now is the time. 10 years s long enough to have body image issues. To be carrying extra weight. My size 10's are now getting a big snug, and I refuse to ever wear a 12. Just refuse.
So, I started this blog. A blog that I hope will give me some accountability. I blog where I will talk about my current weight. Show pictures of the progress, and really work hard to get back into a 6. (Yes. . . I've thrown the hopes of wearing 4's out the window)
I've realized I CANNOT do this alone. So, today I will attend my first Weight Watcher's Meeting, which I hope will also provide me with accountability.
Here begins the weight loss journey.
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