Sunday, May 30, 2010
Hi. My name is Candy, and I'm about to contradict my SparkPage statement - I don't normally share a lot about myself, as far as blogs or public postings or suchlike things. But I'll take a stab at it now.
One winter night last year, after having our favorite dinner of spaghetti with meatsauce, I'd eaten way more than was good or healthy or sensible or logical - way more. I had the makings of a good cold going on as well, which included being congested and coughing and all-around miserable. We went to bed around the normal time - maybe 3 hours after eating dinner - and I started coughing. I was still so full from scarfing down all that spaghetti that I couldn't catch my breath while I was coughing. I couldn't lay down, I couldn't sit up, I was propped on my side, coughing. My stomach was too full, I felt like I was smothering. So I sat there coughing and struggling and crying, which didn't help the situation any. My husband rolled over to ask if I was ok, and through the tears and gasps and sobs I told him no, I was killing myself, eating myself to death, and I couldn't take it anymore.
Did I do anything about it after that? Not a whole lot. I tried to cut back on the amount I ate. I tried walking a few times, bought some scales, cut back on the multiple diet sodas I had each day and night, but it was all half-hearted. I didn't see any dramatic pay-off for these few things, and gave up. But that sad sobbing statement stuck with me from that night - I was killing myself with food, and it had to stop.
My sister had gastric bypass surgery a year previous to that, and had amazing results. I don't know exactly how much she lost, but it's probably safe to say she was half the person she used to be. I started considering that for myself, but I couldn't afford the whole deal - she'd flown to Columbia (the country, not the city) and had the surgery done there. I wasn't flying off to anywhere for any surgery. But, maybe I could do it here, at home. The expense though.. we're not rolling in money by any means, and I just didn't think I could swing it.
Time passed, as it's wont to do, and I kept thinking 'I've got to do something'. Thinking and doing are two different things, aren't they? Then, one day last month, my friend and manager at work (she's SO much more than those mere words!) asked if I'd seen this website - SparkPeople.com. I glanced at it, thought it was neat, wondered if it was similar to W.W., but didn't really delve into it. Then a week or two later, I went back. Maybe there's something to this site? It's free, what did I have to lose? Well, a LOT!
This site turned out to be exactly the right thing, at the right time. The food tracker, the exercise tracker, the blogs, the articles, the emails, the recipes, the people! Molly may never know, but since I've signed up and started really using the site, I'm crediting her with helping to save my life.
So there. There's my story in brief - how I came to find SparkPeople.com. I'm tracking my food, I'm tracking my exercise, I'm reading and learning and lo! I'm seeing results. I'm down 6.6 pounds since I started. I haven't lost that much weight in.. years. I couldn't tell you when. This makes sense. This makes it easier, because it's NOT easy. I tried to explain it to Molly, to my husband, to my mom.. for whatever reason, this Spark thing has struck and stuck - I'm bound and determined to kick fat's *ss off my body. Little bits and pieces at a time, I'm going to whittle down the outside, build up the inside, and claim the ME that I've always wanted to be.
Hi. My name is Candy, and I'm on my journey to a better, thinner, healthier, fitter, more fabulous me!