Well I was a frequent poster about eighteen months ago and lost about 90 pounds. I felt great, looked great, husband complimenting me like crazy, and then it all fell apart. We took a three week vacation and I knew when I got back that I'd gained at least 10 pounds. So I didn't weigh myself because I really didn't want to see the proof in black and white, and then I gained some more and was even more afraid to weigh myself, and well you know what happened then. I woke up five weeks ago at my highest weight ever and not sure how I could be such an idiot.
So I'm back; I've been reading posts for a few weeks and getting back into the swing of things. I'm down 25 pounds and starting to feel a bit more like a human being.
As I look back at what I've done wrong, with the obvious nod to bags of hershey's kisses, I see that I've always lost weight because of an upcoming event. Got to be thinner by Christmas, have to lose weight for the vacation trip, need to be thinner for a friends wedding, etc. I've never just lost weight because feeling healthier is a better way to live. I deserve to shave my legs without having to hold my breath, I shouldn't have to be embarrassed to use the pool in my own backyard.
Frankly, I feel better just having written this all down. I look forward to being as supportive as I can for all of you and thanks in advance for your support and help.
Back Robin!!!
