Camas & Washougal On a Diet – Video Shoot
Honored. Excited! But, also saddened that our country is in such a state that I have this opportunity. I’ve been asked to be the presenter for Camas and Washougal On a Diet’s viewing of the HBO’s series “The Weight of a Nation: Children in Crisis.” To promote the event, I will be featured in a video calling the community to action.
As you know, I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. For this and other reasons, the childhood obesity epidemic is near and dear to my heart. I’m telling you first hand, “You don’t grow out of obesity. You grow into it.” Most overweight children will become overweight adults.
Mark your calendars for the upcoming FREE screenings of HBO’s “The Weight of a Nation: Children in Crisis” at LaCamas Swim & Sport — Wednesday, April 3 and Wednesday, April 10 @ 7 p.m.
Thanks to Stephanie Millman, Program Director of Camas and Washougal On a Diet for taking the time to shoot the video and the opportunity. Stay tuned, I’ll share the video with you soon.
From the documentary:
“18 + percent of our children, right now are overweight or obese.”
“I’m afraid…This is going to be the first generation of children that will have a shorter life expectancy than their parents…”
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!