You know, I don't think I would have put so much weight on toward the end if it hadn't been for the fact that I felt pretty darn good at 250 and 260....
I know what you mean... I had reached that point myself. I figured I was happy enough fat and that's just how it was going to be. That was all well and good except I was still getting fatter. Now, I'm one of those healthy and "strong as an ox" type women, so I just didn't think the weight was slowing me down....
I managed all the way through my thirties and most of the way through my forties carrying my morbidly obese body around my busy life.
But, I started to learn the hard way that the late 40s are totally unlike the early 40s. I started to REALLY wear out, put on weight at a faster clip, and develop some health problems.
I think that's part of why I wasn't that motivated to lose the weight: because I didn't think it was affecting me that much. I'm mean, sure, I wanted to look thin, but I was so used to being fat that I didn't really imagine any different.
Now that I've lost 50 pounds, I am starting to imagine how awesome another fifty would be-- if I feel this much better now, how much better would I feel then?
Am glad to hear you are back on track!
I think the effects of obesity catch up with everyone eventually and I'm just grateful that I realized what I was doing before I became so disabled that it would have been harder to lose the weight!



