Well, today is my one-year anniversary of deciding to lose weight (again!!). I began calorie counting on June 22, 2010....and as of today, I've lost 100 pounds. My goal was actually 145 to begin with, and when I got there I decided I wasn't quite done and set it to 135....and at 135 I started upping my calories a bit but have still lost a bit, and am now at 133. Sort of silly but I'm happy to be able to say an even 100 pounds lost, anyways.
I've been obese for many years....I'm 33 now and have been battling my weight since my pre-teen years. I hit 200 in first year university and my max, as far as I can tell, was around 280 when I was married in 2001. I managed to lose 60 pounds before I conceived my son, and then had my daughter...and then when she was about 5 months old I finally felt I was ready. Something about having a daughter really got me going...I know my son will look to me as well but I think a daughter will look to me even moreso. I don't want her to struggle as much as I did. It took a while to actually start, but once I did I didn't look back. The results have been wonderful...I've stuck to my plan like glue and my weight went steadily downwards.
My life today is so much different than it was a year ago. I have always been a happy, glass-is-half-full kind of person, and had many wonderful relationships. But losing weight has given me a new lease on everything....things are just easier now. I feel so good in my skin, whereas before I felt uncomfortable and was always hiding behind something to avoid being seen. I avoided reflective surfaces....I worried about the view that people were seeing of me, I worried about the space I took up....everyday things were just harder. Although I'm fairly young, my knees were starting to bother me and pain relievers were becoming an almost daily need.
Now, I can slip on my jeans, and feel awesome. I don't worry about simple things, like the plane trip I took last week, would have in the past been a major cause for anxiety regarding fitting in the seat and "overlapping" on the person next to me. Of course, I fit in the seat easily and had lots of strap left to tighten that seat belt. I love wearing my small clothes...clothes that when I hold them up I can't quite believe they'll go on, but they do and they do up easily....no more laying on the bed and actually hurting my fingers trying to get the zipper to go up since I didn't want to go up another size, yet again. I cross my legs with ease. My husband loves picking me up and carrying me around, an action which of course I protest but secretly love.
Anyhow I want to say thank you, I've been on this board almost daily since I started and it is a constant source of inspiration for me. It's a wonderful place and I plan on hanging around for a long time! Maintenance, as far as I can tell, is just as much of a journey as losing weight....and I am in it for the long haul...I plan on weighing daily for quite a while yet...I have no plans of stopping calorie counting - things will continue, just without the downward movement of the scale!
This before and after pic is of me at my son's baptism in March 2008, I think I was around 260 in the picture...and the after is in May, this year, I was around 138 at the time.