What a difference a year makes
In the fall of 2009 after a trifecta of unfortunate events I decided to take control of my life. It’s been a rewarding, challenging journey. I’ve said this before, it’s not only about my outer appearance — this is a transformation from the inside out. I look to many other factors besides the scale. I’m taking a holistic approach to my health. This is a lifestyle change so there is no end date and I’m not really sure what my ultimate goal is. I want to live a healthy, active, happy life forever.
I’m a work in progress… I look forward to more positive changes in the year ahead.
“Life isn’t about find yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures...
Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!