forevercurvy
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I might as well start at the beginning. Not of my life, but when the seed of weight loss was planted.
At my heaviest measured weight - at my doctor's office - I was 297lbs. This was after at least one meal and with clothes, but I still count it as my heaviest. My doctor at the time said to me: "all the juices and pasta and cookies at home, throw them out".
Needless to say I reacted horribly to that. No way am I going to waste food.
I still didn't really care about my weight and size. I ate whatever I wanted. Drank juices, soda, etc.
For about 3-5 years I hovered around 288lbs. I could eat whatever I wanted and wouldn't gain any more, so I figured it was ok.

My OTHER biggest problem was that I used to feel (and still do for the most part) that I had NO TIME to exercise. I always felt that I had to focus all my energy on school or work or whatever, and that I couldn't take 30 minutes to take a walk.
Now, I still feel like this all the time. I don't know why, it's probably related to my "habitual punctuality-ness"....
Anyway, my wake up call came around when I moved out of my parent's house, away from free food, free COOKIES and ICE CREAM all the time....
I soon started dating someone who was also trying to lose weight. It's obvious to me that he is the reason why I started dropping weight and trying new things in order to do so.
I also had to pay for all my own food, so that helps
The biggest point is that now, I had a reason to look good. Look better. I also had someone who was going through the same thing and therefore was very knowledgeable and supportive.
People say that you have to want it yourself in order to do things right.... I guess I want it now because I have someone to look good for, someone to be active with.
I also have more dedication now that I've started PAYing to go to a gym
Before I took up the gym I was stuck at 30 lbs lost.
Now that I've added the gym, I'm up to 40 lbs lost.
I guess I started this diary to whine, complain, update and celebrate.

At my heaviest measured weight - at my doctor's office - I was 297lbs. This was after at least one meal and with clothes, but I still count it as my heaviest. My doctor at the time said to me: "all the juices and pasta and cookies at home, throw them out".
Needless to say I reacted horribly to that. No way am I going to waste food.
I still didn't really care about my weight and size. I ate whatever I wanted. Drank juices, soda, etc.
For about 3-5 years I hovered around 288lbs. I could eat whatever I wanted and wouldn't gain any more, so I figured it was ok.

My OTHER biggest problem was that I used to feel (and still do for the most part) that I had NO TIME to exercise. I always felt that I had to focus all my energy on school or work or whatever, and that I couldn't take 30 minutes to take a walk.
Now, I still feel like this all the time. I don't know why, it's probably related to my "habitual punctuality-ness"....
Anyway, my wake up call came around when I moved out of my parent's house, away from free food, free COOKIES and ICE CREAM all the time....
I soon started dating someone who was also trying to lose weight. It's obvious to me that he is the reason why I started dropping weight and trying new things in order to do so.
I also had to pay for all my own food, so that helps
The biggest point is that now, I had a reason to look good. Look better. I also had someone who was going through the same thing and therefore was very knowledgeable and supportive.
People say that you have to want it yourself in order to do things right.... I guess I want it now because I have someone to look good for, someone to be active with.
I also have more dedication now that I've started PAYing to go to a gym
Before I took up the gym I was stuck at 30 lbs lost.
Now that I've added the gym, I'm up to 40 lbs lost.
I guess I started this diary to whine, complain, update and celebrate.
