I’m so tired. I’m so tired of hating my body. I’m still young, attractive,.. I just got married to the greatest man in the world, but I feel like I’m already creating problems in our marriage because I don’t feel pretty when I look in the mirror. If I don’t feel good about myself, I don’t want to have sex with him, and he doesn’t understand that because he thinks I’m beautiful.
And really I’m not obese.. I’m 5’6, 27 years old, and I weigh 170 pounds. I’m between a size 12 and a size 14 (mostly because I have large breasts which always puts me a couple pounds higher than my body type). That’s really not bad considering back in 2002 I weighed 206 pounds. I was very unhappy with my life; I was dating a guy who made me miserable, I had lost touch with many friends, and I hated my job. One day I just woke up and decided to change things, and out of no where was able to adapt to a 1500 calorie a day diet for 6 months. I worked my way down to 156 pounds.
Trouble was, with a 50 pound weight loss came brand new confidence. I broke up with my boyfriend and started dating. I made lots of new friends and re-connected with some old ones. Suddenly I’m out every night, eating, drinking, having a ball.. and eventually the waistline began to creep up again.
Then came my husband. We met while I was visiting some friends in England two years ago. We kept in touch and then began visiting each other, and soon fell in love. Because of the nature of our long distance relationship it meant a lot of time alone on my part, but we all know you’re not really alone when you’re alone…you have the refrigerator to keep you company.. ;-)
So here I am, completely in love, but feeling like I’ll never be completely happy until I’m thin. I know that’s silly, but there’s a lot of truth in that. It’s not necessarily being thin. It’s being true to myself. I wake up in the morning with thoughts of exercising and eating healthy, and then I go to bed feeling miserable because I’ve let myself down and feel miserable. I have no willpower.
Somehow when I dieted in the past I used fitday.com with an insane amount of loyalty. I would analyze every freaking meal I ate. I try maybe one day a week now, but the scrutiny of every tiny thing I eat makes it not worth while. I’ve got that one illness that affects all obese people… perfectionism. If I can’t do it perfectly I won’t do it at all.
So here I am.. weighing myself every day and feeling so despondent when this should be the happiest time of my life. I’m tired of it all. I’m tired of being hungry, of binge eating, of forgoing exercise because I’m too lazy. I’m tired of worrying about everything I eat. I just want to live and be happy with who I am. I want to eat healthy and feel energized.
But what if I don’t feel this way in an hour from now??
So I’m going to try… I’m going to try to remember how I feel now.. and how I feel at night in bed when I regret all the bad things I ate and did all day. We’re having a family wedding in September since we eloped in Las Vegas last month, and I want wedding pictures that will show me looking like a dazzling bride. That’s what I have to think about. We want to go snowboarding in Colorado this winter, but if I can’t get on my feet what’s the fun. I have to think about that as well. I want to have a glorious life, and it’s up to me to make it that way.


seems like I'm saying that everywhere I post lately), and I have a couple more tips on how to make yourself work out. Definitely if you pay for it, it is a big motivator (at least for me, since I am on a low grad student stipend, I can barely afford to sign up for classes so I'm going to go to every single one!).

I'm trying my best to be out of the office at noon, but haven't been able to do that for more than twice a week. But I'm trying :-)