Post by sposd2bworkin on Jul 20, 2011 13:41:01 GMT -5
Hello, my name is Heather, and I am a Fatty. I have a huge array of excuses for my current appearance, they include: being pregnant and/or nursing right out of high school for 7 years straight; just recently having my 5th baby at the age of 31 and because I never took the time to lose the pregnancy weight gain between children all the baby weight just all stacked up on top of each other; I just went through my second failed relationship of my adult life and have indulged in comfort eating to the fullest; I am a care-taker - I take in medically fragile/special needs foster babies who are usually newborns and require a lot of time - because I put everyone else and their needs before mine, and I still would benefit from an extra 6 hrs or so in a day, it goes without saying that taking care of myself has never made the priority list.
But I'm done now. I'm done being tired from my eating habits, being sore from all the extra weight on my bones and joints, making excuses, feeling unworthy, lacking in energy, and most importantly being a bad example to my children.
I know I can do this. Following Howie's progress on Facebook has motivated me. And everyday I put off starting, for fear of failing, is one day later that I'll reach my goals.
So here I am - all 5' 8 1/2", 268.5 lbs of me (I just went to the bathroom and pulled out the dusty scale that I had hid from myself.... eek!!!... pause for emotional breakdown). For the record that is the most I have ever weighed in my life, INCLUDING being 9 months pregnant. In fact, I am 18 lbs heavier than I was 7 months ago after I gave birth to my daughter.
So there you have it.
But I'm done now. I'm done being tired from my eating habits, being sore from all the extra weight on my bones and joints, making excuses, feeling unworthy, lacking in energy, and most importantly being a bad example to my children.
I know I can do this. Following Howie's progress on Facebook has motivated me. And everyday I put off starting, for fear of failing, is one day later that I'll reach my goals.
So here I am - all 5' 8 1/2", 268.5 lbs of me (I just went to the bathroom and pulled out the dusty scale that I had hid from myself.... eek!!!... pause for emotional breakdown). For the record that is the most I have ever weighed in my life, INCLUDING being 9 months pregnant. In fact, I am 18 lbs heavier than I was 7 months ago after I gave birth to my daughter.
So there you have it.