I couldn't stop looking at it. 239. Closer to 250 than 225. The weight of a pro-football player a foot taller than me. 80 bags of bananas from BJ's. Two...thirty...nine. Ugh.
Needless to say, the Post-It got crumpled up and tossed in my trash can. Angrily. Fuck you, 239. My scale's broken, that can't be right. I don't weigh that much! Look at me. I look FINE. And I just had a baby, for Pete's sake!
But wait. My scale's not broken. It is right. I do weigh that much, I don't look fine, and that baby? Well, he's almost two.
There's no more time for excuses. My current weight puts my BMI over 40, which is very, very scary. Scary because I've been in denial of it for so long, and also scary because I know all about the health complications that occur when you're "morbidly obese." This is why I have to change, and I have to change NOW.
I too was at my heaviest and am SLOWLY losing it. my weight not my mind, that went long ago. I am there with you, my highest was 241... eww. I am less than that now but I would love to say good bye to the 200's all together, you with me? Lots of love... Luce
ReplyDeleteYou can do it Girl!
ReplyDeleteHere's some links to an awesome ex-Army wife friend of mine... she has a lot of awesome tips for starting slowly and building up to some serious weight loss... it ain't a walk in the park and it won't happen over night, but she did it and I know you can too!!!
http://alternativearmywife.wordpress.com/ (search by nutrition, weights, etc)
http://www.burnmybiscuits.com/
GO GET 'EM! :) I know you can do it!!!