Hi everyone
BPB, of course I don't mind you saying I have had a greater journey than the rest of you, I can't mind because its true.
Now how am I still sticking to it? if I am totally honest I really don't know, I have dieted on and off throughtout my life and the only time I ever really had any success was when I lost 114lbs to get pregnant...the incentive to have a baby was what made it easy the last time, but as soon as I was pregnant the motivation to carry on losing weight was gone and it took no time at all to gain back all the weight I lost and then some.
This time I have no real incentive except the fact that in september I will be 40 and I promised myself years ago I would not reach that age and still be fat, mind you I have said that about every age ever since I can remember.
This time I just got so sick of feeling depressed about my weight all the time, looking at all my slim friends, never wanting to go out with them because I was emarrassed to go out and be seen by anyone I didn't know, sick of sitting at home crying because I was fat, but comforting myself by stuffing my face with chocolate, not being able to even walk up the stairs without feeling as though I was going to have a heart attack before I had reached the 3rd step.
I felt guilty for what I was missing with my son and for what he was missing out on because of me, ok I admit he probably hasn't really missed out on very much because if he wanted to go anywhere ( baths, pictures etc ) my husband would always take him, but I knew that although he likes going out with his dad, sometimes he just wanted me to go.
I know he always wanted me to play football with him, but I just physically couldn't, last summer when I was finally able to move around without gasping for breath and I played tennis with him, the look on his face was priceless, and I really realised how much losing weight meant to me and the people I love too.
Every day I notice little differences in myself, not just physical differences, but differences in things I can do as well, even the smallest of things get noticed and although they may mean nothing to anyone else they mean a lot to me.
silly little things like suddenly realising I can eat my dinner off my lap, I could never do that before because my belly usually filled all my lap, or dropping food from my fork and finding it falls straight back onto the plate instead of covering my chest.
Apart from feeling so much better and seeing how proud of me everyone is, I have you all now watching me. I am carrying onb for myself, but I am also doing it for you all now too, to show you that I am just a normal everyday regular person, just like you and if I can make it to my goal, you can all make it too.
I know it is hard and although I look as though I am sailing through this, believe me I don't always find it so easy, I just try to stay positive when I post on here...I have really bad days when I think I will never do it and I still end up in tears feeling sorry for myself.the difference now of course is I have lost 140lbs and now only have 72lbs left to lose the hardest part for me I think is over...I know the last pounds are always the hardest ones to lose and it will probably take me longer to lose the rest of the weight, but I feel that I have totally changed my entire eating habits now, I actually don't enjoy what I used to eat ( except chocolate of course) so I don't feel as though I am in any danger of giving up, its now just a question of hanging in there and accepting the weight losses as and when they come knowing that I will reach my final goal no matter how long it takes.
I suppose after writing that little epic what I am really trying to say is that I want to be slim, fit and healthy more than I want anything else and I am prepared to do whatever I have to to be that way
hehehe if you are still awake after that I hope you found it helpful
Ali