New Year's Eve 2008
My baby brother (aka Little Bug) and me on New Years' Eve 2007
Starting life all over again at 40... It's funny how things can change.
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STEFIPOP is a SparkPeople Motivator!
Hi! My name is Stephanie. My Pa used to call me Steffipopper. Over the years I shortened it to Stefipop. I love it! It's me!
So, this weight loss thing... I think I'm getting the hang of it. This is about finding a way to do this and make it fit into my real life. This is not a project that has an end point. It is a life-changing experience. We should all be trying to change ourselves for the better every day. Right now, I am working on the weight loss and healthy living thing. This is how I am doing it... I will not deprive myself of the foods I love. If I want chocolate every day, I will fit it into my calorie range. I will not spend the rest of my life on diet foods. I want real foods. I will learn normal portions and self control. I will move my body more. Bonus: the more you lose, the easier it is to move! I will be better, healthier, happier with each day. With each choice I make.
From my Blog 1/28/08
Skinny Girl vs. Fat Suit
When I was a teen, I was a size 9-10. To me now, that is skinny. I ALWAYS thought I was fat. Partially due to the fact that even in grade school, classmates would comment on my size. I had a grandpa that told me how fat I was whenever he had the chance. (My aunt said "Consider the source.") I had a boyfriend say that I could be better. I look back and say, gosh, I was cute. What was wrong with them?
Anyhoo. Four years ago, I was 29, and freaked out about becoming 30. Thinking, "OMGosh! What have I done with my life?!" I was married to a hard-working man, stay-at-home mommy to three beautiful, healthy kids, volunteered in a million different organizations. I saw none of that. I just saw that I was fat and SO not where I thought I would be when I was almost 30.
So, I started on a journey. Completely obsessed with my weight. Thinking that was the key to all my dreams/woes, however you wanna look at it. I ate next to nothing, and exercised constantly. I never cooked for my family because I knew I could not resist the food. I remember Hub took us to KFC one day, and I ate one crispy strip. That's it. The whole day. I thought the fat would throw me over the edge. I even did weight lifting, WATP 3-mile, and TaeBo Cardio all in one day - many times.
So, good news, I went from 230 pounds to 178 pounds in just a few months. Everyone (except Hub) commented. It made me really upset when people would say things like, "Have you lost some weight?" I was thinking, "Well, duh! Look at me!"
Bad news, in June of that year, I hurt, then sprained, then fractured my ankle. Yep, three different incidents. I am clumsy. Got it stuck in the tractor, stepped in a hidden hole, stepped on a puppy. (Yes, the puppy was fine, gosh!) I maintained the loss for quite a while, but stopped exercising.
I started eating. Made up for lost time, yep! I remember one night, grabbing cookie dough out of the freezer in the middle of the night and sitting on the couch eating it. Half asleep. Chewing to wake myself up. Waking up with food in my teeth. EWW! Gross!
Every day, the Skinny Girl inside me would tell me to work out. Every day, the Fat Suit told her to shut up, my ankle hurts. EVERY DAY. SERIOUSLY. Not a day has gone by in these years that the Skinny Girl did not remind me that I need to work out. One would think the waif would wither up and die, but NOPE! She's still in there.
Lots has happened over these years. Lots. Too much to tell now. Someday, maybe, but not now. This is about the Skinny Girl. She saw the picture of the Fat Suit with my baby brother on New Years. Fat Suit was then a whopping 245 pounds! It made Skinny mad. She started yelling at me. No, really. I can hear her now. She won't shut up.
She's cheering, now, though. I have three days in a row of 48 minutes of cardio. She thinks she might get out someday. I think she may be right.
Fat Suit is still pretty loud. Fat Suit won on some things. She likes chocolate. She gets chocolate. Skinny must realize that Fat Suit will never go away. She may end up the one on the inside some day, but chocolate makes her sit down and shut up. She won't get too loud as long as she has chocolate. Fat Suit lost on the pop thing, though. Skinny knows that pop makes Fat Suit hyper, and then she will get louder, and then she may win. Skinny girl wants out. She won't give Fat Suit pop.
Fat Suit still has a sore ankle. Skinny Girl had a talk with her and told her that it will never feel better until Skinny Girl is in control. When Skinny Girl gets out (yep, I just said when), it may still hurt, but not as much. Fat Suit had to shut up, then, because it was logical. (And she was still getting to eat chocolate.)
Okay, so I'm cryin now. 'Cause this was kinda theraputic. And I said "When" without even trying to say "When." Does that mean something?
I think so.
To be healthy
To have fun getting there!
Jan 2008 ~ Weighed in at over 245 pounds. Time to do something about it.
June 2008 ~ I LOVE exercise
6/13/08 ~ ONEderland
8/29/08 ~ Half way to goal.
60 gone, 60 to go.
3/27/09 ~ Struggling, major.
6/26/09 ~ Working my way back from major slippage.
January 2010 ~ Consistency is key.
Spark is essential.
Thank the stars for SparkPeople!
~Log all food
~Stay within SP calorie range at least 6/7 days
~Water-at least 10 cups a day
~Strength training 3x/week
~30 minutes of planned cardio a day
I am 40, and I grew up in Ohio. I recently moved back after too many years away. There are three amazing humans that have blessed me with the role of Mom: Steven is 17, Bryan is 15, and Harmony is 13. I have found the love of my life, and we would really enjoy getting healthy together.
I really enjoy reading and watching movies. Life does not afford these luxuries very often. I'm working on learning to fit it all in...
| current weight: 218.0