Saturday, September 01, 2012
I am down from a snug 26 down to a baggy 20. Although I should be proud happy about this. I feel defeated. I back tracked some. I stopped watching what I was eating I started up my pop habit although not like before. I am determined to do this I need to do this for my kids for myself. I see others in my family with diabetic problems and my twin has it. I am petrified that I will be next. I don't like feeling that way. My hubs used to say I love you fat or thin. But since I lost the weight he compliments me more now. When I started to slip he's like your gonna eat that. It totally made me rebellious and do it out of spite. I have come to find out that I need this for me I want to loose weight because the alternative doesn't look good. I don't want to die young because of a heart attack or blood sugar issues. I want to live a full life I want to be able to run around with my kids and not get winded. I want to move and not ache. This FM is killing me somedays. I think between that and the asthma and copd that I can't do it. It's hard to work hard when you are in pain but I want to get to under 200 I hope to do this by Christmas. I want to be thin and pretty and not have to buy big girl clothes. It's coming I know it is. It's just going to take some time. I will get there one day at a time.