I Still Can't Believe It...
My name is Amy and althought I'm not new to this site it's been a while since I've ventured here. I wanted to come and share my story thus far with others who can relate to what I've been through. Back in January I went on vacation to Florida with my family. I was gluttenous. I ate non-stop. When we returned home I was depressed. I had a doctor's appointment the same week I returned and the scales registered 178. I'm only 5'2 and my doctor was concerned. At 27 years old I was/am too young to let myself stay on this current path to destruction. A week later I joined the gym. I was fired up the first couple of weeks and then neglected my membership. I had fallen into a rut. I had lost about five pounds but couldn't tell. Fast forward to mid February and I got a burst of motivation. I realized that if I didn't do something about my weight now I never would. I replaced negative self-talk with positive pep talks. I visualized myself being smaller, healthier, happier. I didn't give myself a "goal weight" nor did I invent a "goal date" as I had hundreds of time in the past. For me the pressure to meet those goals are too hard and I end up sabbatoging myself. I started going to the gym four times a week. I cut out late night snacking. I started replacing soda, even diet soda with water and learned that I actually LIKE drinking it. I never deprived myself of something but after a couple of bites I would toss it (wasteful I know) but it was enough to keep me balanced. By mid March I was already down into the low 160's and feeling good. June rolled around and I was still making progress and was overjoyed with the scale read 155. I hadn't been in the 150's in over seven years.. or before the birth of my son. The second week of July came and was the ultimate test, as we went to the beach for a week. I walked the beach daily and was mindful of everything I put in my mouth. It wasn't worth losing all the hard work I had already achieved for a few days of binging. Instead of gaining weight I actually lost. Guys... this morning I weighed myself at my mother in laws and the scale read 138. Blue jeans I thought I would never fit back into are now loose on me. It's very emotional for me because I NEVER in a million years thought I would lose this weight on my own, without the help of diet suppliments or other programs that claim "great results". Everyone who sees me compliments me on my weight loss and it feels good. I don't ever want to go back to my old habits and it's a constant work in progress but it's worth it. Just wanted to share.... sorry so long
April Fools Challenge
one carrot for every five lb loss!!