Changes, New Experiences, Genius Friends...
Posted by flabbyfab , Monday, February 28, 2011 7:35 AM
Well. Hi. I haven't blogged in a VERY long time. So why now? Why a weight loss blog? Well, my friend has been on this amazing weight loss journey for several months now. She has completely changed her way of life to ensure that she ultimately has a better one by eating good food and exercising regularly. She's been quite the inspiration and ultimately encouraged me to do this blog. So a little about me...
I've always been overweight as far back as I can remember. And for what I can't remember, I have photo proof of in my family's photo albums. I was always content being overweight I guess. I went to a school that didn't have too much pressure and I didn't have a social life due to overbearing parents. It wasn't until I got out of high school and into college that I realized I had a problem but accepted it as "I was big boned" and went on with life. I think those were my biggest days, where I weighed about 300 pounds. I moved out of my parents for the first time. I was able to eat anything I wanted! Midnight fast food runs were just the norm for me and little by little, more weight inched on. I wasn't social at all and preferred the TV and computer as friends. I was rocking a size 24 at my biggest. I still don't remember thinking I had a problem at this point though. It was just life for me.
I first lost weight on complete accident. I was living in an apartment that was beyond my means and I was broke. Bills had taken over and I literally had no money left for food. I started taking a hoodia supplement about that time as well. A mixture of practically starving and those pills made me drop a lot of weight. I'm not for sure on an exact number amount but I went down to a 16-18 size pants. I started to feel a lot better and got some amazing self confidence. And then...I realized that I had a choice. I could either just call myself "big boned" and be a homebody or I could go out with my self confidence and live life. And thus began the struggle that I only ever attempted half ass at this point.
The next year was up and down but I maintained the same size mostly. On a whim, I up and moved to a town about 30 minutes away to get away from the home town I hated so much. It was a little town but had this certain flair to it. They had a walking trail that pretty much went through the whole town and was well lit so it was fun to walk at night. I dont really remember how I got started or what motivated me but I began walking every night. That walking turned into jogging. That jogging turned into running. I couldn't go a single day without exercising or I felt like crap. My weight just started falling off like crazy! I didn't eat like I should have but by the end of about 4 months, I was to around 180 pounds! I hadn't weighed myself in almost a year so I was absolutely shocked. It was the smallest I'd ever been!! I was rocking a size 9 pants and LOVED life!! Then...I moved back to my home town and fell in love.
I started off exercising when I moved back. I kept up with it for a good little while actually. Then enter Boy. Boy and I were pretty much head over heels in love and spent all of our free time together. He didn't particularly like me jogging late at night due to safety (neither did my close friends or family) but that was when I liked to go. So with Boy being worried about safety and me being worried about spending time with him, I just quit. I took on some of his bad habits like eating out a lot and my body, once again, began packing on the weight. I went through a couple of "I GOTTA GET HEALTHY AGAIN" spurts but none of them lasted. I was miserable in my job and my relationship had a lot of issues. So I turned into a homebody again and ate lots of crap. I got back up to 225 pounds and was disgusted with myself but still didn't do much about it.
That brings us to about the beginning of this February. I got a GREAT job in a town about 45 minutes away that I love. It's an office job so I have to dress cute...and I found that to be tough with my, once again, poor self confidence. I figured I'd do something about it soon but yet again pushed it to the side. Then, Boy and I broke up. I was (and still am) heartbroken! But, through those first couple of rough weeks, I dropped 10 pounds. I figured it was pointless to keep on living in a town I hated when I wasn't with Boy anymore and having to drive such a long distance to work every day, so I rented a loft apartment in the best part of the capital city which makes my commute MUCH more short. I'm staying at my parents until it's ready mid-March. That area of town is BOOMING and because of that I'll be walking a lot. I won't be able to just open the door and let my dogs out anymore either. They will require long walks several times a day and that makes me happy. I'll be FORCED to get out! I want to go above and beyond too though. Jogging just to jog or utilizing the free gym membership that comes with my rent. But, suffice it to say, my life has changed IMMENSELY in a short month. There's not much I can control in my life right now but I can control my weight. I want to get back to that point where I feel I NEED to exercise and where I reek of self confidence. What better time is there than now when my life is going in all the right directions?
So here I start at a weight of 215. My first initial goal is 175. I'm going to get there through a lot of exercise and eating right. Luckily, I've got my bff to assist me through all these transitions. She's like a walking diet book and the proof is written all over her amazing journey the past few months. I'm going to have no shame and post pictures and try to blog every day about all the trials and tribulations I encountered. Like I'm doing with a lot of things in my life right now, I want to leave my unhealthy and overweight body behind. So...here we go.
Keep on rockin everyone.
