When I was sixteen I gained roughly 95lbs and became really unhappy and stopped leaving the house (became homeschooled) and long story short.. I changed, I lost 93lbs by the time I was 18 and looked and felt incredible. It was the hardest thing I've ever done in my life and the best.
So, it really sucks to be sitting here at 24 at 240lbs! It snuck up on me, really. I was a waitress for a long time so I didn't need to workout because I was always running around, but then I turned 21. Haha, waiting tables and drinking after work is pretty much required. I had a lot of fun, made a lot of memories and usually burned most of the calories off the next day.
Then life happened. No need to go into it here, but it wasn't sunshine and rainbows. I became kind of depressed and went into a bit of a funk.
I was already probably about 40lbs heavier than I was at 18 but I was comfortable. Until I moved back into my parents house, I've gained back the other 50lbs.
I know this isn't a blog portion of the website, so I'll stop here and just say, I need help.
This past year I have started and stopped so many times that I feel the reason I'm still fat is because I'm tired of letting myself down.
I'm just really ready to start over and get back to the real me. Not the Megan that hates going in public because I can't stand the way I look. I would really enjoy to be able to wear my favorite jean jacket, little white dress and feel hot driving my Jeep again
The little things.
Excited to figure out how this site works and get started!