Farewell Fatso

New Women's Group: "5 or 50"

Proud to announce…

New
“5 or 50” Women’s Sustainable Weight Loss & Lifestyle Group
Wednesday, July 25
6 – 7:30 p.m.

Cascade Park Community Library

Community Room

600 NE 136th Avenue

Vancouver WA 98684

Grab your girlfriend(s) and come on out!

Ladies, I’ve learned from you as you’ve learned from me. I’ve come to the conclusion after talking to many of you that it doesn’t matter if you are five pounds or fifty pounds overweight. We all have the same self-sabotaging issues. Let’s silence those demons. Let’s find healthy ways to keep the weight off while living life. Let’s learn to love ourselves beyond physical attributes.

Stop! Stop obsessing over: Your weight, your looks, and every bite you put in your mouth. Stop looking at her, and wishing you had legs like her. Hair like her. I’m betting you she’s looking at someone else thinking the same thoughts. Start seeing yourself as beautiful, strong, capable.

I’ll facilitate and the Cascade Park Community Library will open their doors to us. This will be a safe, inspiring environment to share and grow.

  • Motivation and tips for healthy, sustainable weight loss
  • Recipe sharing
  • Self-love and affirmation
  • Whatever else we care to discuss

Read the blog that started this all, 5 or 50

Hope to see you all there!

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Chrisetta Mosley

Chrisetta Mosley

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!