My D day!
Monday, October 22, 2012
I probably should have posted this when I decided to start 3 weeks ago. But after many failed attempts to loose weight, I wanted to be well into it before blogging about it.
My D day (decision day) to start loosing weight wasn't when I expected it to be. I tried after the birth of my husband and my's first child. Again after our second. Heck I really believed after being diagnosed with emphysema at 31 this past June I would really get on that get healthy for my health bandwagon. It just. didn't. last.
After 5 days in the hospital this past June, where I received my diagnosis I was immediately put on a no exercise restriction until further notice. My lungs needed to heal, my medication needed to be balanced. As weeks and a month or two passed by I put on more weight. Eventually weighing 142 lbs on a small bone 5ft 2 inch structure. I wore a size 12. Bought them two weeks prior, and already they were getting tight. That was my D day. The day I looked in the mirror and said I HAVE to do something. I just spent $60 on these pants and they don't fit, already. I have lungs problems and a family to live for. I have GOT to get off my fat rear and thighs and get healthy for myself and my family. I refuse, darn it, refuse to buy new cloths until I'm buying the next size smaller. I refuse to let my health deteriorate to the point of needing oxygen 24/7 by the time I'm 40. I hate those things to begin with.
This is my beginning. My very last begging. Because come heck or high water. This is going to work for me.