So you may have notices, there are 2 about pages here on my blog. One is just as important as the other, but come from 2 very different mindsets and from very different life experience.
When I first started this blog 6 years ago, I was actively loosing weight and working out 5-6 days a week. I was a woman on a mission, seeing incredible results and looking to inspire others. The woman sitting at the keyboard today is here to inspire myself. Since you can look back on my other about page and see where I started, I’ll keep the overview brief just to get you caught up.
After I grew from a skin and bones child into a rather full figured woman, met the man of my dreams and had babies, 2 at the time, I found myself tipping the scale at my first Weight Watchers meeting at 262.2 pounds. I worked my tail off, literally and figuratively, all the way down to a size 4 and 143 pounds. I ran a half marathon, I became a certified Zumba instructor, I played with my kids, I fit in a size 4, I got a makeover on The Rachel Ray Show, I got comfortable and then I got pregnant.
My baby girl is one of the greatest blessing I could have ever imagined but… I used being pregnant with her as my excuse to eat anything and everything I wanted. My entire pregnancy I craved caramellos and french onion dip (not together) and I ate them, probably close to daily. I knew I was packing pounds back on. I was weighed every month at the doctor’s office. I could easily sit behind this computer screen and say that having a baby was the main reason or the root cause of my weight gain, but that wouldn’t be the truth. In fact, a good number of the pounds I carry with me now, came after she was born; a good 50 of it anyway…
So what got me back here? Well, first of all, I love food. I mean if you say you don’t, I’m not sure you can be trusted. I love Chinese and Pizza and McDonald’s and Burger Kind and cheese steaks, and cheesecake and and chocolate chip cookies and chicken fingers and… well, you get the point. I’m sure there could be an argument for some deep rooted, emotional cause for why I eat the way I do, and as soon as I figure out what the heck it is, I’ll be sure to let you know.
Right now, my focus is proving to myself I can do this, again… Proving that while it may not be as easy at 34 (I’ve still got 1 more week until 35 and I’m going to hold on to it) as it was at 28, with 3 children instead of 2, with a full time job, rather than a part-time job, I will prove to myself that it can be done. You have to be ready to make a change as big as loosing 100 pounds. I know, I’ve done it before, and as many times as I’ve tried to hop on the wagon in this last 3 years, I wasn’t ready yet, and I can honestly say, I am now, so be sure to judge me really harshly if I post this and then you don’t hear from me for another 3 years.