yummimummi
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I only started my weight loss this week but for a few weeks now I have had compliments on having shed a few pounds. Imagine my suprise when I jumped on the scales and saw that I had lost over 14lbs! One weeks on and another 7lbs down I have been wondering how this became less of a battle.
Years ago my Mother commented on a compliment I had recieved. An old family friend had said they thought I was quick witted and really quite funny. My Mother replied that of course I needed to be funny because I wasn't pretty.
What she meant was because I was fat. I wasn't though. I was 15 and maybe one of the heavier kids but very active and very healthy.
I decided to punish my Mother. I ate. Not a little, a lot. I gave up all of the things I enjoyed. My horses, my swimming, my athletics and I did get fat. I am very fat, and, now as a Mother, I realise that I have spent 15 years punishing my Mother and enough is enough because now I am punishing my kids too. I am unfit, unhealthy and big. Thats not their fault. I am going to change.
I hope that this forum will help save me. I have a big life change ahead of me and I am already on the right path. I just might need picking up out of the ditch from time to time.
The children of course don't understand the walking. 60 mins a day at a good pace makes me feel good but its not too exciting for them, stuck in the stroller. Unfortunately for them, this is for their benefit too. iPod is my saviour, I just pump up the volume and keep moving. People drive past in their cars and stare at the bad mother. I just want to scream after them. Better a bad Mother now than a dead one when they need me the most!
Years ago my Mother commented on a compliment I had recieved. An old family friend had said they thought I was quick witted and really quite funny. My Mother replied that of course I needed to be funny because I wasn't pretty.
What she meant was because I was fat. I wasn't though. I was 15 and maybe one of the heavier kids but very active and very healthy.
I decided to punish my Mother. I ate. Not a little, a lot. I gave up all of the things I enjoyed. My horses, my swimming, my athletics and I did get fat. I am very fat, and, now as a Mother, I realise that I have spent 15 years punishing my Mother and enough is enough because now I am punishing my kids too. I am unfit, unhealthy and big. Thats not their fault. I am going to change.
I hope that this forum will help save me. I have a big life change ahead of me and I am already on the right path. I just might need picking up out of the ditch from time to time.
The children of course don't understand the walking. 60 mins a day at a good pace makes me feel good but its not too exciting for them, stuck in the stroller. Unfortunately for them, this is for their benefit too. iPod is my saviour, I just pump up the volume and keep moving. People drive past in their cars and stare at the bad mother. I just want to scream after them. Better a bad Mother now than a dead one when they need me the most!
