Monday, April 21, 2008
So as a teenager, I weighed over 300lbs. Comming from a family that is comprised of mostly overweight members, this wasnt much of a big deal, or so I thought. I didnt really like the way I felt, but didnt really know to do something about it. I never felt bad about my weight, and although I was picked on by other kids, and some adults, I usually felt good about myself. I lost weight then because I lived too close to school to get transportation provided by the school, and we were too poor to pay for the bus everyday. So I had to hoof it each way (2.6 miles). I dropped down to about 190. It was great, but then when I was about 18, I balloned back up to 230. It didnt like the way it felt, and although it took about a year or so, I lost about 20lbs. I was able to keep it off except about 10lbs that keeps coming and going. Dispite not enjoying the extra weight that I have been carrying, I feel beautiful. My body is mine, I know that when my boyfriend tells me that he thinks that I am sexy and beautiful, it is because I am. Maybe not in everyones eyes, but not everyone likes a size 2 female. With that said, I will admit that there are times that I wish that I didnt have all this extra skin on my body (especially my arms) and that I looked better in my clothes. I know that I will feel great when I get down to about 180, and I cat wait!!!