Hi everyone!
I am introducing myself to a new section of 3fc... once again... and hoping and praying this is my last & final stop!
I have been active on the weight watchers section and the atkins section. So before I even tell my story, you can see, it's been a battle.
My name is Nichole, I am 23, and married to the best man in the world. I know everyone says that, I am just simply being honest.
As far back as I can think, I was on a "diet". I remember bragging about losing 5 pounds in the girls locker room in 6th grade. I wore a size 8 at that time. Certainly not big, but much bigger than my friends.
I was in an emotionally abusive relationship throughout high school. When my relationship began around 8th grade, I was around 180. At that time it was just a fun puppy love relationship. As it progressed and we somehow stayed together things got worse. I got down to around 150 throughout the course of the relationship. I didn't do it healthy and lost and regained the 30 pounds over the course of high school. The summer before 12th grade I had a breast reduction and I specifically remember being 176 at the hospital prior to my reduction... I payed close attention because I wanted to see how much I would lose. I got down to around 165... not all breast tissue, but I was really sick and couldn't hold food down for a couple weeks following. Somehow, I shot up to around 200 by graduation. After high school, I did a lot of partying with my friends and ballooned up to around 225... that was when I met my husband. When we began dating, I began dieting... thought I had to lose weight for him. I got down to around 210 or so. Once I realized how in love he truly was with me, I began to eat. On our wedding day I was 223. He married me 2 pounds shy of my highest weight. I joined a gym but I was only a member for a couple months... I went down to 205 or so. In May 2008 I went back up to 225... exactly 225. For some reason, that is my breaking point.. my "dieting" point.. I don't allow myself to get higher than that. My husband and I joined a gym together and ate healthier... we didn't count calories, just controlled portion sizes and watched what we ate. I got down to 197. In April 2009, we went on vacation and I ate myself back up to 205 when we arrived home. I joined weight watchers and lost 15 pounds in 4 weeks. I was 190. I couldn't WAIT to see the 180's and I knew the following weigh in I would! My co worker who had joined with me discovered she was pregnant... what a blessing
Unfortunately for me, I no longer had a partner. I gave up on weight watchers and climbed up to 209. At 209, I joined Atkins... Only lasted a week or so... I felt terrible on it.. in that week, I lost 4 pounds. I've since gained the 4 pounds back. A little over a week ago, October 11th, my husband and I experienced a tragedy. My husbands cousin, age 15, was tragically killed in a four-wheeler accident. Once the services were over and we were back at our home, I decided it was time for a change. On Monday, October 19th, I decided to count calories. My weight that morning was 209. I have a journal at thedailyplate and I follow my caloric needs.
I am sorry for rambling.. I just wanted to tell you my yo-yo diet story. Things have definitely been tough and I've said this before, but for some reason, this time feels different. I really hope to stick around forever... I hope to lose the weight I need to lose and motivate others to do the same. It is so great to have these forums around... We truly are not alone and we will win this battle!
Introducing myself.
