So, tomorrow - or I guess today - marks the third day of healthy eating/exercise for me. I have been here so many, many times before and I have lost weight, but somewhere along the road, I give up. Last summer I lost 60 pounds but in the Fall I got Swine flu and never got back on track. I got to the point where I was comfortably working out at a gym for between 45-60 min a day (elliptical) but then we relocated and I just got uncomfortable at a new gym and gave up. I don't know why but I hate feeling like a failure and I really, really, really want to change and be healthy. I am scared to try and not be able to succeed AGAIN.
My whole, entire family is thin and lovely. None of them understand eating issues. They eat regular, healthy food, work out, and they don't get why I don't. One of my daughters is actually a fashion designer in NYC and right now I am too big to fly to see her. I mean, technically, I could fly but then I slow my family down and it embarrasses me. I hate crowds anyway. I don't go to busy restaurants, outdoor festivals, concerts and the like. If I do go, often I panic and refuse to go inside or participate.
My husband is usually supportive but he is also an avid cyclist, in great physical shape, and very attractive. I feel like Tubby Tag-A-Long when we go out together and I want that to change, too. For the entire two decades we have been together, he has worked out everyday like clockwork. He's a machine and I know sometimes I must be a world class buzzkill to have as a partner. Obviously, I would like to alter that.
Food is my friend, my security, my entertainment, and also my worst enemy. I love to cook for family and friends and very much equate food to love. I would like ANY advice on how people pushed through the rough patches (temptation) and stayed on track.
At this point I am too heavy to weigh myself. I know I need to lose at least 100 pounds. Once I am into a routine I will get on the scale, but I don't want to be overwhelmed by the number at this point and give up on myself.
BTW, I am new here. I appreciate ALL the posts I have read, and I just thought I would lay my fears out there.
Thanks for reading.


I did NOT. I didn't get on the scale until I weighed 221 and I had to guess at how much I'd lost. Now I'm constantly doing this second-guessing game with myself telling myself I'll never know if I've really lost 45 pounds, even though I'm pretty sure I'm under-estimating my high start. The moral of the story being, I wish I knew where I started!!
Don’t wait til you’re thin and fit and what you think of as good enough to be with your awesome family! They love you NOW, they want to be with you NOW, they want to have fun with you NOW. You might be heavier than you’d like, but your attitude doesn’t have to weigh you down even further. Learn to be happy in the now and you'd be amazed how much that helps in the shedding process 

