That my friends is what 100 pounds of fat looks like...and it's inside of me...holy crap!
I have lost 80 pounds once before, and let it come back...plus some.
I keep trying to do this but have just seemed wishy washy about it.
Why do we do this to ourselves, over and over and over again?
My beautiful (normal sized) mother was rushed to the hospital the week before Christmas. She had collapsed at work, they thought it was a stroke or heart problem. Very scary for my family, but mostly for me. My mom is my only parent, and at 63 I thought I had no worries that she would go anywhere anytime soon.
And then this happened.
All the symptoms she was describing to the doctors, I was having at the same time too. Now I was scared for both of us. I just had not collapsed from mine yet.
Test after test was done, and after 3 days in the hospital they let us in on the results.
She was fine.
It was most likely stress.
We were so happy that there would not be any invasive surgeries right before Christmas, but at the same time...really?
Stress can knock you off your feet?
I had time in those three days that we were locked like prisoners in that hospital to really think about what was going on in my life to make me so stressed...to feel so bad...to keep me from caring so little for my health.
I am 275 pounds.
I won't live to be 63 if I don't wake up. Come out of my carb and sugar coma.
Get off my rather huge bottom, live right, and care about what is really important.
I am praying that I have the inner strength to keep this going.
I am eating primal, reading as much as I can about what food does inside my body and why to eat it. How much to eat and drink.
I have over 30 exercise DVDs and I have been strong enough to just push play...and do it.
Look for me on January 26 because I am going to post my first weigh in and pictures.