julietxagogo
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So, let's just cut to the chase.
I'm 19...if you want to get technical I'm almost 20, but who cares about those technicalities. I'm so unhealthy. It's ridiculous. I don't drink, I don't smoke...and it's obvious that I don't know karate (really bad joke). I'm the kind of girl who let all of the teasing get to her through junior high and high school (but who can blame me?) Before I moved here to Texas, I had been on Weight Watchers and had lost a great deal of weight. But when I moved here, I got extremely depressed and was dealing with a lot of emotional problems. After I got of high school, I got deeply involved with someone and moved away to Pennsylvania....good times good times. Around that time I was "tipping the scales" at 290. I become uninvolved. Helllooooooo FOOODDD! How else could I drown my sorrows? Now, I'm a nicely robust 325 (as if you can make that sound good) and I just saw my dad nearly have a heart attack. He's 40 and weighs the same as me. Luckily for me, I'm seeing this at half his age and the main reason I want to lose weight is for me. For my health. I want to live to have children, grandchildren, and dare I say it….GREAT grandchildren. I want to be able to walk up three flights of stairs to the floor I work on without feeling like I'm about to die of a heart attack.
It's been a long time since I've melodramatic about my weight. Heck, I really don't care what people think/and or say about me. I think I'm beautiful just the way I am. It's just...I don't want to die at 40 when I could extend my life for so much longer.
I want to have a life style change. This isn't about losing twenty pounds in time for the family reunion or being able to fit in that dress at the back of my closet that I bought when I was sixteen. This is about teaching myself good habits that I can not only utilize throughout life but pass on to my children (if God willing).
According to those blasted BMI/Height-Weight Charts, I'm supposed to be AT THE MOST 185. I don't think I'll ever weight that little, because I'm naturally a big person. My frame is big, and I know I'll never be a size six. I can accept that. I'll be quite content at 200 and holding.
I think my goal is realistic. I don’t want to wake up and be thin. I don’t want to wake up and be healthy. I know it’s going to be hard work. I want to start now, but I honestly don’t know what steps to take. You read all of these things about this diet works and this one doesn’t. Like I said, I’m not looking for a diet, I’m looking for a life style change. I know certain things are no brainers…get out and exercise…don’t eat the fried chicken, have the grilled instead….but I just need the motivation. I don’t have many people in my life, and those that are in my life are equally as overweight as I am but make the proclamation that “I LOVE FOOD AND I’LL EAT WHAT I WANT!” Well I love food too, but I love myself more.
I’m sort of…lost if you will.
I'm 19...if you want to get technical I'm almost 20, but who cares about those technicalities. I'm so unhealthy. It's ridiculous. I don't drink, I don't smoke...and it's obvious that I don't know karate (really bad joke). I'm the kind of girl who let all of the teasing get to her through junior high and high school (but who can blame me?) Before I moved here to Texas, I had been on Weight Watchers and had lost a great deal of weight. But when I moved here, I got extremely depressed and was dealing with a lot of emotional problems. After I got of high school, I got deeply involved with someone and moved away to Pennsylvania....good times good times. Around that time I was "tipping the scales" at 290. I become uninvolved. Helllooooooo FOOODDD! How else could I drown my sorrows? Now, I'm a nicely robust 325 (as if you can make that sound good) and I just saw my dad nearly have a heart attack. He's 40 and weighs the same as me. Luckily for me, I'm seeing this at half his age and the main reason I want to lose weight is for me. For my health. I want to live to have children, grandchildren, and dare I say it….GREAT grandchildren. I want to be able to walk up three flights of stairs to the floor I work on without feeling like I'm about to die of a heart attack.
It's been a long time since I've melodramatic about my weight. Heck, I really don't care what people think/and or say about me. I think I'm beautiful just the way I am. It's just...I don't want to die at 40 when I could extend my life for so much longer.
I want to have a life style change. This isn't about losing twenty pounds in time for the family reunion or being able to fit in that dress at the back of my closet that I bought when I was sixteen. This is about teaching myself good habits that I can not only utilize throughout life but pass on to my children (if God willing).
According to those blasted BMI/Height-Weight Charts, I'm supposed to be AT THE MOST 185. I don't think I'll ever weight that little, because I'm naturally a big person. My frame is big, and I know I'll never be a size six. I can accept that. I'll be quite content at 200 and holding.
I think my goal is realistic. I don’t want to wake up and be thin. I don’t want to wake up and be healthy. I know it’s going to be hard work. I want to start now, but I honestly don’t know what steps to take. You read all of these things about this diet works and this one doesn’t. Like I said, I’m not looking for a diet, I’m looking for a life style change. I know certain things are no brainers…get out and exercise…don’t eat the fried chicken, have the grilled instead….but I just need the motivation. I don’t have many people in my life, and those that are in my life are equally as overweight as I am but make the proclamation that “I LOVE FOOD AND I’LL EAT WHAT I WANT!” Well I love food too, but I love myself more.
I’m sort of…lost if you will.