Fall of 2005, my freshman year of college (140 pounds and loving it)
Mama and Buddy (April '11)
My little handy man! (April '11)
I've never been real big on exercise. Specifically, the sweating part. I have also always been really conscious about my weight and body image. As you can see from my photos, my natural body type leans towards being slim, but I'm definitely VERY curvy, and have had a woman's body since well before the rest of the girls my age...which, of course, lead to teasing, and kids (read boys!) are prone to do. As a result, I tried to hide myself by wearing unflattering clothing and always thought of myself as overweight, even though I wasn't when I was young.
When I started my sophomore year of high school, I was 155 pounds--not really fat, although I did have a little something extra hanging on my frame, but definitely not stick skinny like the majority of the rest of the girls at my school (as well as a good chunk of my friends). I'm sure a lot of what I perceived was just my own skewed mental image, but it's hard to see past your inability to go out in public without a bra without thinking that you are fat.
I joined my high school's girls swimming team after not getting a spot on the school's dance team (not so much for the way I looked as much as the fact that I have two left feet--not skewed mental image here!), and over the course of three months lost nearly 20 pounds. Not only did I receive compliments from my teammates...boys started paying more attention to me! I knew I had lost weight...but still felt fat. I didn't like how big my thighs were (although now I would do just about anything to have them back the way they were in high school!), I felt that I had a pouch on my stomach, and I was still very hard on myself as far as my mental image goes.
By my freshman year of college I'd gained back 10 pounds (although now I know it was mostly muscle, rather than the dreaded freshman 15!), but looked and felt fitter than I'd been in my life. I started working at a restaurant, moved in with my boyfriend, and gained 20 pounds over the course of three years. In August of 2008 I started trying to lose weight, and had succeeded in losing about 5 or 10 pounds when I found out I was pregnant in March of 2009. I joined babyfit (love my November 2009 mommies!!), but still gained an absurd amount of weight and was struggling to lose it. Finally, FINALLY!, I realized that I was DONE cleaning my plate, DONE struggling into jeans that were, regrettably, at least one size too small, DONE being embarrassed about having to shop in the plus sizes to find something to fit on my frame.... I was ready to start teaching myself to eat healthy, to actually cook myself balanced meals, and to start being a better role model for my sons. I'm struggling to accept that I will never be 100% happy with my body, but I CAN and WILL get to the point where I can be content with looking at my reflection in the mirror, putting on a two-piece bathing suit, going out into public wearing a tank-top and shorts, running a 5K and sweating and LOVING EVERY MOMENT OF IT!!
If not for myself...than at the very least for my sons.
YOU WILL BECAUSE YOU CAN!!
*Follow the weight-watchers eating plan (point system rather than counting kcal)
*Eat as much fruit/veggies as possible!
*Walk instead of drive when possible
*Use a step-counter
*Consume 6 - 8 cups of water, milk, or tea per day
*Exercise in 15 minute
I'm a SAHM with one boy (Damien) born 11/7/09, just one day before my 23rd birthday. I also have one furbaby, a 3-year-old pit/lab/??? mix. I live about an hour outside of Seattle, WA, with my boyfriend of 4 years. I love my babyfit ladies!!
Dance like no-one's watching; sing like no-one's listening; and love like you've never been hurt.
Never make someone your priority when you are only their option.
Progress, not perfection!
| current weight: 162.0