,It's been a very long time since I was active here and not the first time I've disappeared.
I'm sorry for vanishing like that! Last time around here, I lost 75 pounds, and sadly, I put it back on along with another 20 or so. It's so hard to write that out. I have become a serial yo-yo dieter - one of those people I could never understand who has gained and lost huge amounts of weight. Twice. First 130+ about 10 years ago, then 75. Who does that? Who does all that work and then lets it slip away? Me, clearly. 
When the 75 pounds came off, it seemed effortless
. I was on some medication that had all but eliminated my appetite as a side effect. I felt great - free from the chains of my voracious desire to eat. And then my hair started to fall out. It was a fluke side effect that made my dream drug a nightmare. I kept hoping it would stop, but that didn't happen. So I had to switch meds. My appetite came back with a vengeance (along with my hair) and a decrease in energy. Along with some other things going on in my life, I lost hope for a time, stopped coming to 3FC, and gained back the weight and then some.Now I'm not on any medication (yay!), happy, and ready to try yet again. Along with the extra weight, I also developed some obesity related health issues I hadn't had before (borderline pre-diabetic and excess fat in my liver) and that has been good motivation for me to get rid of my weight and bad habits. It's time for me to grow up and realize that there are bigger penalties to this fat business than not having anything to wear or not fitting well in restaurant booths. I've been living like I'm exempt from weight related illnesses because I'm young and have no family history of them, but being in my 30's, I'm not as young as I was and I can see I was kidding myself.
I don't profess to have the answer to whether this time is THE time, but I do feel like I'm learning from past mistakes with every attempt. I've been working with a therapist to change my all or nothing thinking. Historically, I revel in "perfection" and am devastated by slip ups and setbacks and give up. I am learning to live in the middle and embrace that perfection is a fantasy.
This time around, I'm not being so strict with my calories to start and focusing on my health more than the pounds. And I'm purposely working on eliminating the word "bad" or the notion of "off-limits" from my thoughts of food. I'm even working McDonald's ice cream cones into my plan once in a while! I'm being kind to myself and working to make decisions that reflect that. And regardless of what the scale says, if I make good decisions, I am grateful to myself that I'm doing things that make me healthier today than yesterday.

That's my story...
So far I'm down 22 pounds from my high weight.
I've been lurking here again for about a month, and thought it was time to pop in to say hello and let you all know I was cheering you on from the sidelines!

I was mired in a lot of leftover eating disorder issues back then and needed to just get away from it for a while. Back then, the 100 Lb. Club was much more enabling/co-dependent than it is now. Back then you'd get tea and sympathy. Now, you'll get empathy and a swift kick in the boo-tay if you need it! 


