Because I was never the smallest of my friends, growing up I always thought of myself as fat. I remember being weighed in 8th grade and agonizing over the number I saw on the scale. Oh, what I’d give to be that size again. I gained about 20 pounds in high school. More in college. And more since then. One summer I lost 25 pounds. And then I met my husband. I only gained 12 pounds when I was pregnant with the triplets and almost immediately lost 30 after they were born. I’ve gained all that back + some extra.
Today is day one of my adventure. This is MY year. This is my weight loss journey.
MY GOAL: I am aiming to lose 40 pounds.
HOW I’M GOING TO DO IT: I’m starting slow this first 30 days by cutting out a few things I’m confident I can live without. Soda will be the most difficult. I’ve become addicted to Diet Dr. Pepper. I’m starting my exercise slow too; walking on the treadmill for at least 30 minutes a day.
WHY I AM DOING THIS
I am Type 2 diabetic. I’ve been careless with my disease. I am very ashamed. I want to live a long life. I want to feel well again. I want to be able to look in the mirror and be happy with who I see again.
HOW I’M HOLDING MYSELF ACCOUNTABLE
I’m blogging about it. I’m sharing my struggles and successes with all of you. I am sharing to slightly embarrass myself. I’m hoping my humiliation will give me the kick in the butt to do what I need to do to lose those 40 pounds that have burdened me and my health for way too long.
That’s me on the right. I’d like to be this size again. This pic with my sister was taken at my Senior Prom. I honestly thought I was fat then.
I’ll be updating my journey with you weekly. Wish me luck, please. I’m going to need all I can get!