When I first came here, I was 235 pounds and had 100 pounds to lose. So where did I turn? To the 100 pound club of course!! And I fit right in. It was great. Elsewhere on the board, I was jealous of posts where women in the 170's whined about needing to lose weight. I'd roll my eyes (to myself of course) and think, "You have no idea." Usually I'd then click out of that post. But here in this club, I never felt that way. I knew I could read any post without concern of getting my feelings hurt by women I considered tiny calling themselves horrible things.
Now I'm in the 170's, which I can't believe, by the way. I think one of the biggest lessons and blessings I will take away from this experience is that I feel blessed to be this healthy and it thrills me to slip into size 12's. That inner voice that never-been-obese people hear that tells them they are fat at 170 pounds is squelched...almost; mostly. That little voice that told my teenage self that size 12's were fat pants...gone.
I'm thrilled to be where I am, even though I have more to go. I just hope I don't come across as annoying right here in this very special place. The 170's was just an unreachable number for me. I was around 190 when my first son was born and started dieting myself right up to 235 from that moment on. The lowest I ever got from that point on was 185, and it wasn't truly 185 because my scale was a good 15 pounds off, so probably 200. More concretely, I got into a tight size 16 and now I'm in a comfortable 12.
In any case, you won't hear me calling myself fat here or anywhere else! I no longer consider myself fat. Now, I still have fat!!
But to me there's a HUGE distinction between being fat and having fat. Maybe I do just think too much. 



