KawaiiMira
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Hi ya’ll my name is Mira and I have been a long time lurker on these boards. I decided to (seriously) begin this lifestyle change about one week ago along with my fiancée. We both have our own reasons on why we would like to loose the weight, but ultimately, we both would like to enjoy life more and being as heavy as we are we cannot do the things we want to do.
My weight battle began in 5th grade. I noticed I was bigger than the other girls my age, but even more horrifying to a 5th grader… I had breasts. I remember a boy, about my age then, asking if my breasts were real. I though, of course they are real, why wouldn’t they be? But then I looked at the other girls and realized they didn’t have breasts. Frankly, I was embarrassed that I was developing so fast and the others weren’t.
Fast forward to middle school… I wasn’t a angel, per se. I remember feeling awkward with curly hair, braces, and glasses, so being overweight on top of all that wasn’t fun for me. This was also when the teasing got worst as well. I remember being called “a tub of lard” by a family member (who was only 8 months older than I). This time was also when I tried to become a “chola”, or a Latina gangster. The style back then was baggy pants, curly hair, dark lipstick, and an attitude. Needless to say, the pants on me weren’t baggy. This is when my father began to control my weight through Fen Phen, running everyday around the block, and portion control. I did loose a great amount of weight (I maintained 125lbs), but I remember being very unhappy and began sinking into depression. This depression would haunt me well into my high school years and into my adulthood (when I finally was diagnosed with Clinical Depression).
Fast forward again to high school… I had finally gotten out of my braces and gangster-like style and started wearing tight pants and loose shirts. My father had controlled my weight up until about my junior year. After an emergency room visit, I was taken off the Fen Phen and my father loosened up his control of my weight. This is when I started to gain a significant amount of weight. By the time I finished high school, I was about 210lbs. At the end of my senior year, I meet my fiancée (through a mutual friend). I was still battling my depression, but at least I was happy.
Once I graduated high school, moved out of my parent’s house, and moved in with my fiancée (then boyfriend). I had gained 20 lbs, but I didn’t care. My fiancée (then boyfriend) loved me for who I was and I was elated beyond belief with him.
Over the next 8 years, we both started to gain weight. He went from 240lbs to 318lbs and I went from 230lbs to 298lbs. I attributed this weight gain to bad habits and a non-active lifestyle. So, a week ago, like I had mentioned before, we both decided to commit to a lifestyle change. Tired of being fat and lazy, we both decided to change our diet and adapt and more active lifestyle. Right now, we are focusing on our diet (cutting our portions in half, counting calories, and incorporating more whole wheat, fruits and veggies) and working out 2 times a week (with the help of Power 90). We hope to lose some weight with the diet alone and up our exercise routine to a more intense one as we go along. I have been actively reading all the stickies and threads to gain more knowledge to assist in our journey. I must say, their is a plethera of knowledge to be had in those stickies and I would like to thank the members who work hard to keep them up!
Anywho, funny enough, I never thought myself to be a competitive person, but my fiancée and I are in a friendly competition to who can loose the most weight through diet and exercise. So far, I am winning, but who knows what the future will bring. All I know is that we are taking a step in the right direction to a healthier us.
Thanks for reading and see ya’ll on the boards!
My weight battle began in 5th grade. I noticed I was bigger than the other girls my age, but even more horrifying to a 5th grader… I had breasts. I remember a boy, about my age then, asking if my breasts were real. I though, of course they are real, why wouldn’t they be? But then I looked at the other girls and realized they didn’t have breasts. Frankly, I was embarrassed that I was developing so fast and the others weren’t.
Fast forward to middle school… I wasn’t a angel, per se. I remember feeling awkward with curly hair, braces, and glasses, so being overweight on top of all that wasn’t fun for me. This was also when the teasing got worst as well. I remember being called “a tub of lard” by a family member (who was only 8 months older than I). This time was also when I tried to become a “chola”, or a Latina gangster. The style back then was baggy pants, curly hair, dark lipstick, and an attitude. Needless to say, the pants on me weren’t baggy. This is when my father began to control my weight through Fen Phen, running everyday around the block, and portion control. I did loose a great amount of weight (I maintained 125lbs), but I remember being very unhappy and began sinking into depression. This depression would haunt me well into my high school years and into my adulthood (when I finally was diagnosed with Clinical Depression).
Fast forward again to high school… I had finally gotten out of my braces and gangster-like style and started wearing tight pants and loose shirts. My father had controlled my weight up until about my junior year. After an emergency room visit, I was taken off the Fen Phen and my father loosened up his control of my weight. This is when I started to gain a significant amount of weight. By the time I finished high school, I was about 210lbs. At the end of my senior year, I meet my fiancée (through a mutual friend). I was still battling my depression, but at least I was happy.
Once I graduated high school, moved out of my parent’s house, and moved in with my fiancée (then boyfriend). I had gained 20 lbs, but I didn’t care. My fiancée (then boyfriend) loved me for who I was and I was elated beyond belief with him.
Over the next 8 years, we both started to gain weight. He went from 240lbs to 318lbs and I went from 230lbs to 298lbs. I attributed this weight gain to bad habits and a non-active lifestyle. So, a week ago, like I had mentioned before, we both decided to commit to a lifestyle change. Tired of being fat and lazy, we both decided to change our diet and adapt and more active lifestyle. Right now, we are focusing on our diet (cutting our portions in half, counting calories, and incorporating more whole wheat, fruits and veggies) and working out 2 times a week (with the help of Power 90). We hope to lose some weight with the diet alone and up our exercise routine to a more intense one as we go along. I have been actively reading all the stickies and threads to gain more knowledge to assist in our journey. I must say, their is a plethera of knowledge to be had in those stickies and I would like to thank the members who work hard to keep them up!
Anywho, funny enough, I never thought myself to be a competitive person, but my fiancée and I are in a friendly competition to who can loose the most weight through diet and exercise. So far, I am winning, but who knows what the future will bring. All I know is that we are taking a step in the right direction to a healthier us.
Thanks for reading and see ya’ll on the boards!
