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It's Never Too Late To Be What You Might Have Been.
Much like many of you, I assume, I cannot pinpoint the exact moment when I lost control. I had always considered myself much heavier than everyone else (ALWAYS); looking back, I don’t think I really was. As a college freshman in 2001, I weighed in at 125 lbs (I’m 5’5”). (Now, ironically, that is my goal weight.) Only six years later, a college drop out in a job I no longer could tolerate and frustrated over our struggle to get pregnant, I actually was much heavier. (And not surprisingly, ...
Much like many of you, I assume, I cannot pinpoint the exact moment when I lost control. I had always considered myself much heavier than everyone else (ALWAYS); looking back, I don’t think I really was. As a college freshman in 2001, I weighed in at 125 lbs (I’m 5’5”). (Now, ironically, that is my goal weight.) Only six years later, a college drop out in a job I no longer could tolerate and frustrated over our struggle to get pregnant, I actually was much heavier. (And not surprisingly, very unhappy.) Just how heavy, though, I could not say. You see, weighing myself would have required that I relinquish my persistent state of denial, and I was not willing to admit how far I had fallen. To this day, in fact, it is very difficult for me to step on that scale and bare it all to my harshest critic-myself.
On the contrary, though, I can pinpoint the exact moment when I regained control. I had quit my intolerable job of 6 years (with the unconditional support of my wonderful husband) and had re-enrolled in college. I was taking a gen. ed. kinesiology course (which I abhorred!), and while reading the text on obesity and all the associated health risks, it clicked. Of course, I had known all this before (who doesn’t?) and, of course, it never applied to me. I was invincible, unlike the millions of others dropping dead of heart attacks all around me. But the thing that struck me that day (April 7, 2009) was not that I could die. My son was about seven months old and just beginning to eat solid foods. He could die. He would grow up watching me eat McDonald’s three (or more) times a week, probably eating the same, and he would likely be obese, too. And he could die. It was like something in me just snapped. That moment I began my journey back to fitness. (Not the next day, or the next month.. That very second). That day, I began logging my calories, determined to stay within a reasonable range (impossible, if you’re eating McDonald’s, I might add.)
A week later, my in-laws told us about this great website they had joined (Spark People!), and my husband and I joined that same day. Spark has made keeping track of my calories SO much easier, and I find motivation in each one of you (my fellow Sparkers) when I need a reason to keep going. Honestly, I don’t think I could have maintained this lifestyle very long without it. It has saved my life, my husband’s life, and my son’s life.
For me, looking good was never reason enough to stick to a “diet,” nor was feeling good about myself nor being healthier nor LIVING. I’ll say that again. Living was not enough of a reason to eat better and exercise. My son was, though. And now, I’m excited and relieved and blessed to say that, while I had started this journey for Noah, I have stuck to it for myself. Because I want to live.
I am no longer obese (still, a work in a progress, but not obese). I am a college graduate. I love my job. I love my husband. I love my son. I love our life. And I think I finally love myself.
"Most of the shadows in this life are caused by standing in our own sunshine."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
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2. Be a good wife.
3. Be a good mother.
Everything else is just icing :)
Daily calories: 1200-1550
Exercise: Living an "active" lifestyle (taking the stairs, walking the long way, active family time, biking to work, etc)
cut out soda (with an OCCASIONAL Coke Zero :) )
Positive self talk
Goal setting and striving
My name is Steph. I'm a 27 year old wife (hi honey!), a mom, and a recent college graduate (B.S. in psychology). I was just promoted to a full time position as a Family Resource Advocate at a domestic violence shelter in my home town, and I am super excited/nervous. I spend the majority of my free time with my husband and son, and I wouldn't trade that time for anything.
I'm not sure what my highest weight was (over 210 lbs, I'm certain), but I finally started weighing myself in September 2009 (after six months on my "program").... and here are the numbers (for all to see):
To be continued....