So it starts tomorrow...
I have been researching recipes for days and have my grocery list ready.
How did it get this bad? I didn't even realize how much weight I had gained until I saw pictures of myself. I don't even look like the same person! I get asked quite frequently by strangers when my baby is due -- but I'm not pregnant! I am embarrassed...I avoid seeing people that I used to know because when they see me, I see that look in their eyes..."What happened to her?"
I had another eye opening a few months ago when I had my first opportunity to represent a client in court. The days leading up to it, I was so nervous, but also so excited. That morning I got up early and put my suit on that I had bought before starting school a year and a half ago...and I couldn't button the pants. Rather than waiting my turn at the courthouse reviewing what I was about to argue, I sat there praying that no one would see the safety pin I used to close my pants on one of the most exciting days I have had so far in my life.
I'm really worried about staying motivated, especially with the exercising. I'm in law school, so every day is spent sitting on the couch reading/studying and snacking. I love cooking elaborate dinners for my live-in boyfriend and I. We both usually eat multiple portions, but lucky him -- he weighs about 170 lbs. He has never known me as being thin. He thinks I'm beautiful how I am, but I really want him to see me as my thin, healthy self. However, he doesn't make it any easier when he asks my cook homemade macaroni and cheese or pizza.
I really want to do this. I want to go shopping and not have to worry about whether the store carries a size 16. I used to be considered pretty (body and all) when I was in high school. I keep thinking that is how I still am and forgetting how long ago that was. I have been gaining weight for 8 years now, which is all of my adult life. I can't believe that I'm that girl -- the one with "the pretty face."
I just read back over what I wrote, and it breaks my heart. This is the first time I've really admitted what I've let happen to myself. I have to change.
So yeah, tomorrow is the day. I plan on writing on here everyday. Hopefully it will keep me honest. I don't know my exact weight, but I'm estimating about 210lbs. I'm buying a scale at the store tomorrow morning, so I'll post that tomorrow with my goal.
I have been researching recipes for days and have my grocery list ready.
How did it get this bad? I didn't even realize how much weight I had gained until I saw pictures of myself. I don't even look like the same person! I get asked quite frequently by strangers when my baby is due -- but I'm not pregnant! I am embarrassed...I avoid seeing people that I used to know because when they see me, I see that look in their eyes..."What happened to her?"
I had another eye opening a few months ago when I had my first opportunity to represent a client in court. The days leading up to it, I was so nervous, but also so excited. That morning I got up early and put my suit on that I had bought before starting school a year and a half ago...and I couldn't button the pants. Rather than waiting my turn at the courthouse reviewing what I was about to argue, I sat there praying that no one would see the safety pin I used to close my pants on one of the most exciting days I have had so far in my life.
I'm really worried about staying motivated, especially with the exercising. I'm in law school, so every day is spent sitting on the couch reading/studying and snacking. I love cooking elaborate dinners for my live-in boyfriend and I. We both usually eat multiple portions, but lucky him -- he weighs about 170 lbs. He has never known me as being thin. He thinks I'm beautiful how I am, but I really want him to see me as my thin, healthy self. However, he doesn't make it any easier when he asks my cook homemade macaroni and cheese or pizza.
I really want to do this. I want to go shopping and not have to worry about whether the store carries a size 16. I used to be considered pretty (body and all) when I was in high school. I keep thinking that is how I still am and forgetting how long ago that was. I have been gaining weight for 8 years now, which is all of my adult life. I can't believe that I'm that girl -- the one with "the pretty face."
I just read back over what I wrote, and it breaks my heart. This is the first time I've really admitted what I've let happen to myself. I have to change.
So yeah, tomorrow is the day. I plan on writing on here everyday. Hopefully it will keep me honest. I don't know my exact weight, but I'm estimating about 210lbs. I'm buying a scale at the store tomorrow morning, so I'll post that tomorrow with my goal.
