After a stall yesterday I lost 1 lb this morning. I'm pretty happy about that. So now I'm down 10 lbs from load weight. Never in my life did I think I would see below 200 lbs, and be able to keep it off. At times I can be a pessimist and resist the urge to be happy. Now I have found the small joys in life. With all my heart yesterday I wanted a cookie so fricking bad. I had to keep telling myself it is not worth it. Talk about a major case of mind over matter. I really had to keep telling myself
Growing up our modest family of 4 cooked. Some of my earliest memories are of helping in the kitchen making dinner or baking treats for christmas. I have a picture of me no more than 4 years old in my nightgown helping clean the turkey for Thanksgiving. It seems that my life has revolved around food in one form or another. My dad split when I was 8 and remarried a women 15 years younger. My brother was in trouble from that time on. So it seemed that it was just my mom and I. As I got older and was
In a life of me I suffer from the "fat" girl syndrome. I have been fat for all of my adult life. I cant count the number of times that I have heard you have such a pretty face. Great! Nothing like making someone feel like absolute crap. I have always suffered from lack of self esteem and it doesn't help when family, friends and even complete strangers bash away at an already fragile psyche. Pregnant with my 3rd child and still very much overweight my mom suggests that I go in for an evaluation