It’s an odd thing to think about, but I woke up one day and I was phat (yes, pun intended). It was just like yesterday and I barely weighed 100 pounds. I remember showing my kids some photos of me in school and they almost couldn’t recognize me because I was skinny.
Over the past few years I’ve noticed a slow incline in my personal weight. Yes, I was tipping the scale at 30 pounds shy of a healthy weight.
There were not very many signs that screamed “Stop eating that junk food !” My hubby is way too nice to say, “hey honey, you better watch it because you are putting on a few extra pounds.” My hubby enjoys eating that he doesn’t really care because he is tall and he can wear his weight well.
- Fast Food
I love the good life. I enjoy not having to cook at home. I enjoy eating out with my family. I lost about 15 pounds last year and I was so pleased with myself, but my husband kept telling me that I better not get too small. He consistently brought things into the house that we shouldn’t be eating. He wanted to go out to eat and I was always the problem because I couldn’t have most of what was on the menu.
I’m making a change. I’m looking at the woman in the mirror and I’m making that change. Gotta make that change for me.
I hope you continue on this journey with me.
I’d love to hear your comments, struggles, and success stories.