We’ve covered a lot of ground over the past few months in our “5 or 50” Women’s Sustainable Weight Loss & Lifestyle meetings: Sustainability, incorporating more fruits and vegetables into our diets, thinking outside of the box (doing things that make us a little uncomfortable), and speaking, and thinking more positive thoughts. Wednesday evening as a natural progression we started creating vision boards.

DREAMS do come true when you visualize them, when you believe them. So we spent sometime talking about our dreams. Then Lisa headed a vision board discussion where she showed us her awesome, thoughtful board that she’s been working on. After our discussion we went to work — creating, envisioning, believing. Here’s some of the photos!




I am super proud of the ladies! They are really stepping outside of the box and trying different ways, different things.

Join us for the last meeting of 2012 —
Wednesday, November 28th

6 – 7:30 p.m.

Cascade Park Community Library

Family Room

600 NE 136th Ave



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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!

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