Meli_D
New member
For this first post I will just do a brief summary of me, and how I came to be here...
I am currently 24 years old. I've had a bit of a crazy life (but then again, who hasn't). And throughout my years my weight has fluctuated, but generally stayed lower.
I had a child, when I was 17 (please spare me lectures) and was able to lose the weight within 2 years and look like myself again.
And then I don't know what happened.
I guess I got too comfortable with myself, and with my life, and didn't watch what I ate anymore. I had a boyfriend who loved me, and accepted me, and I suppose that made me not be as careful about my body.
I got married almost 2 years ago (to him, he's also the father of our child), and I guess it's similar, I was just too comfortable with my life, and knowing that he was happy with me how I was.
At one point I remember going to the doctor's office for a check-up and seeing that my weight was 168lbs. I thought - "ugh, really? When did that happen?" but didn't really do anything about it.
My son's birthday part in December really shook me up a bit. I had noticed pics of myself prior to that - trying always to only do head-shots, but I wasn't the one taking the pictures that day. And looking back I was disgusted with myself, and what I looked like. I'd look in the mirror and think "I'm not that bad" and people would tell me the same. But pictures don't lie.
So I decided that I had to lose weight, for health and looks. Somewhere inside I knew I was overweight, but I wouldn't admit it to myself. So, the last week in December I sucked it up and went to weight watchers - I thought I'll just sign-up to get the booklets and info and that's that. I stepped on the scale, she filled in my book. I got into my car and looked at what she had written - 218lbs. I lost it, I started crying, bawling actually, all the way home. I couldn't believe it had gotten that out of control.
So I began to do something about it. I began to use Wii fit each morning (I know it's kind of lame, but it's cheaper than a gym membership and if you actually put effort into it, it helps) and doing Weight Watchers - not going to meetings, just by myself. Within 2 1/2 months I had lost 20lbs. I was ecstatic! I had reached my first goal, and was under 200lbs.
Then I got a sinus infection, which made me feel yuck all the time, especially in the mornings, taking away my will to work out. And then work became really stressful, more than usual, and I found myself eating/snacking all the time, and craving my carbs. I knew I had gained weight, but I owned it and tried to get back into things, and found it had only been a 4lb gain.
But at that moment - this was a few days ago, I realized that I had lost my motivation. I would tell myself to not eat that cookie, or that tomorrow I really had to start working out again. But it's not helping.
So I thought that maybe having this site would help. Make me more responsible, since I can tell myself that others are now involved. It's not just me.
My husband is trying to be understanding, but he doesn't know what it's like. He's always been skinny no matter what he eats, he doesn't know the awful feeling of needing to binge, or how it feels when you're embarrased to let your loved one see you in your underwear.
But anyway. That's me for now. Hopefully I can get back on track. I'm thinking of buying a bike...
I am currently 24 years old. I've had a bit of a crazy life (but then again, who hasn't). And throughout my years my weight has fluctuated, but generally stayed lower.
I had a child, when I was 17 (please spare me lectures) and was able to lose the weight within 2 years and look like myself again.
And then I don't know what happened.
I guess I got too comfortable with myself, and with my life, and didn't watch what I ate anymore. I had a boyfriend who loved me, and accepted me, and I suppose that made me not be as careful about my body.
I got married almost 2 years ago (to him, he's also the father of our child), and I guess it's similar, I was just too comfortable with my life, and knowing that he was happy with me how I was.
At one point I remember going to the doctor's office for a check-up and seeing that my weight was 168lbs. I thought - "ugh, really? When did that happen?" but didn't really do anything about it.
My son's birthday part in December really shook me up a bit. I had noticed pics of myself prior to that - trying always to only do head-shots, but I wasn't the one taking the pictures that day. And looking back I was disgusted with myself, and what I looked like. I'd look in the mirror and think "I'm not that bad" and people would tell me the same. But pictures don't lie.
So I decided that I had to lose weight, for health and looks. Somewhere inside I knew I was overweight, but I wouldn't admit it to myself. So, the last week in December I sucked it up and went to weight watchers - I thought I'll just sign-up to get the booklets and info and that's that. I stepped on the scale, she filled in my book. I got into my car and looked at what she had written - 218lbs. I lost it, I started crying, bawling actually, all the way home. I couldn't believe it had gotten that out of control.
So I began to do something about it. I began to use Wii fit each morning (I know it's kind of lame, but it's cheaper than a gym membership and if you actually put effort into it, it helps) and doing Weight Watchers - not going to meetings, just by myself. Within 2 1/2 months I had lost 20lbs. I was ecstatic! I had reached my first goal, and was under 200lbs.
Then I got a sinus infection, which made me feel yuck all the time, especially in the mornings, taking away my will to work out. And then work became really stressful, more than usual, and I found myself eating/snacking all the time, and craving my carbs. I knew I had gained weight, but I owned it and tried to get back into things, and found it had only been a 4lb gain.
But at that moment - this was a few days ago, I realized that I had lost my motivation. I would tell myself to not eat that cookie, or that tomorrow I really had to start working out again. But it's not helping.
So I thought that maybe having this site would help. Make me more responsible, since I can tell myself that others are now involved. It's not just me.
My husband is trying to be understanding, but he doesn't know what it's like. He's always been skinny no matter what he eats, he doesn't know the awful feeling of needing to binge, or how it feels when you're embarrased to let your loved one see you in your underwear.
But anyway. That's me for now. Hopefully I can get back on track. I'm thinking of buying a bike...
