About a year ago, I decided to stop in for a free assessment and personal training session at a gym in my area. Everything was fine until I got on the scale and saw that I was 206 pounds. That was a shocking dose of reality. I had not realized that I had let myself go so badly. There were a million excuses that I could have made, but I chose instead to do something about it and started a food diary. I lost 20 pounds by February.
Pretty soon, I was so confident that I could do it on my own that I stopped keeping a food diary and by the time I weighed myself again, the pounds had slowly but surely crept back on. I'm not 206 but I am 193 pounds. I'm not the happy, confident person that I used to be and it has everything to do with my weight.
When I was in high school, I never had a problem weight. I was 115 pounds when I got married and could down more White Castle burgers than any guy that I knew without gaining an ounce. Even after I had my first child I was down to my fighting weight in no time. After my daughter, I held steady at a size 10. By the time I had my third child I had completely lost my weight loss battle. I have been yo-yo-ing between a size 8 and 14. Currently, I am losing the battle with my weight, kind of like Oprah, but like Oprah, I am admitting my failure and starting again. I'll let you know how it goes. Wish me luck.
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Good luck with this Maggie. I am still in the excuse stage of the why I can't lose weight. Maybe you will inspire me:)
Well, I hope you stay tuned though I have to say that I am not off to a very promising start. The holidays are a rotten time to start this, but if I don't stop making excuses now, I will never get thin. Thanks for posting!
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