Let's start from the beginning. The beginning weighed 240 lbs and was a single girl who lived off patty melts and french fries dipped in ranch from the chow hall in college. See below:
You have no idea how hard it is for me to look at that picture, let alone post it on the internet?!?! The funny thing is, when I was that big I didn't feel fat. I felt like me. I had/have big boobs which always got me attention regardless of how fat the rest of me was so I never felt ugly. It wasn't until I started losing weight (after college and I got away from Patty Melts) that I started developing what I truly believe is a mild case of body dysmorphic disorder. But I digress. Going back to 240 lb me. I had tried everything to lose weight. I'd tried the cabbage soup diet, Atkins, the color wheel thingy, everything. The only thing I hadn't tried was eating right and exercising! One day in 2006 my mom told me about an OTC pill that was FDA approved and was supposed to help you lose weight: Alli. I thought it was worth a try and bought some. The catch was you had to actually eat properly or you might experience "leakage". So I ate 1600 calories or less every day, kept track, and discovered I loved the classes at my local gym. I spent at least 2 hours a night 6 days a week taking classes and working out. The pounds started to fall off, 3 lbs a week. I was proud of myself but I noticed that I became more obsessed with it and when I looked in the mirror I still saw the "before" picture. I will admit that Alli stopped working at about 170 lbs and I got stuck. In order to kick start myself I replaced lunch with a Herbal Life Shake with a banana in it. Suddenly I was in the 160s and there I stayed, somewhat content for a while. My ex boyfriend and I did Couch to 5K and I ran in my first 5K which I was immensely proud of. Even running at least 3 days a week I couldn't get into the 150s.
Then the best diet tool of all fell into my lap: a broken heart. My ex broke my heart and I didn't eat for days. All of a sudden I was down to 153, not healthy but totally worth it!
And there I stayed, even meeting the love of my life who is the world's most proficient crash dieter, and 'forgetting' to count calories.
I still wanted to get to my ultimate goal of 140 where I would have lost 100 lbs but I haven't yet. I fell victim to "love chub". Up until this past Thanksgiving I stayed around 155 then I went to visit family in Atlanta and got my favorite:
KRYSTALS!!!
So here I find myself back on the weight loss wagon with a new FitBit to keep me company. I have absolutely no willpower at all when my boyfriend wants pizza and I need to be eating salad but I keep looking at how far I've come and where I want to be: BIKINI! Along with the sign on my fridge that says:
NOTHING TASTES AS GOOD AS SKINNY FEELS
I try to remind myself that I'm doing it not just to look better but to feel better too.


