It’s a New Day

Yay!  Thanks for the idea Jen!

So Hi!  I’m D.  I am, actually, one of 3.5 fatchicks (more on them in a bit).  I have never been thin.  5′10″ and a good healthy mix of Polish and Italian heritage.  Large bones, big boobs and solid thighs thanks to 3 yrs playing HS basketball and stupid weight (non)training.  As soon as HS was over the weight that I managed to keep held in check (kinda) decided my inactivity was definitely a sign to move on in.  My thinnest ever was 170lbs when I was 19.  But that was a very unhealthy 170, brought on by the death of my mom and an alcoholic binge of 4 months.  By 21 I had settled into the 190s low 200s and I was ok with that.  And then I had my oldest boy at 22. 

Sound familiar? 90 lbs of baby weight later, brought on by a rough pregnancy and preeclampsia, bed rest and what everyone was sure was gestational diabetes even tho 3 tests later showed no signs… I ended the pregnancy topping out at 290 and settling at 245 after birth.  With a nice little “pooch” left over from the cesarean.  Gotta love it.

I didn’t really move much over the next 6 yrs before the next child.  Up to 260 down to 230… it was always in that range.  I was back to 240 with baby #2, extremely high blood pressure and 4 gestational diabetes tests later, I once again topped out at 295 (or so I keep telling myself, honestly I don’t think I would look at the scale ’cause so help me God if I went over 300 I defintely didn’t want to know it…).  Back to 250 after birth (seems to be my comfort zone) and I managed to stay there give or take 5-10lbs for ANOTHER 6 years or so. 

And then I got divorced.  And I’m guessing its the stress more than anything but the weight has been slowly climbing up.  My scale said 285 3 days ago.  OMG!  And I’m not pregnant!!!

So thats it.  I’m done. 

3 days ago I started the Slim in 6.  And I pushed thru the 25 min phase 1.  I took MANY breaks.  I sweated like a stuck pig.  I cursed out loud.  I glared evilly at the thin woman who made it look so easy.   But I did it.  And then I passed out for the night.

Upon waking up, before I even MOVED a muscle, my first thought was “OMG I HURT!”  Everything ached.  Well with the exception of my fingers and my toes.  And my face.  But everything else HURT! LOL 

I walked around wincing and wondered how in the hell I was going to be able to do this again the next time? How??  But I did.  I didn’t go even HALF the speed I did one Day 1.  But I did it.  Half heartedly.  But I sweated and I cursed and I glared and I hated… and then I showered and went on with my day.

Yesterday was Day 3.  I really worked on stretching out yesterday and the day before.  Everytime I sat down in the LR I was on the floor stretching my legs, my back, enjoying my new pilates ball I picked up at Walmart for $6 and feeling my muscles give and lengthen.  Yesterday I made it through the whole 25 minutes without stopping.  I still couldn’t keep pace with her, but YAY I did it!!  My muscles weren’t screaming today… just grumbling mildly.

I am about ready to get off work and go home and do day 4.  I am adding the elliptical this afternoon when I wake up.  Then I’m off to my sons first football game of the season.  I will let you know how today went later tonight! :)  And more on my other 2.5 besties in another blog … g’nite!

Posted on August 28th, 2009 by dmarie
Filed under: Daily Doings