About Me

 
    
     Ever since I was a child I have been overweight.  I can remember being this way from about the 4th grade up until now.  But what is hard to believe is that before that I was very thin, I even was given the nick name Skinny Mini by my dad because I was so small.  Well when I started to develope I also started to pick up weight.  I gained and gained and gained, until I got to be the 344 pound woman that I am today. 


     I know, looking at me, I'm not a bad looking chick.  I can actually say that I call myself the plus size cutie pie.  But what looks good outside is totally different inside.  I remember when I took this pic, it was on my first cruise trip out of the country.  I was happy to be there, but I must say that on the inside I felt really self conscious about how big I was, only because everyone that went with us was smaller than me.  It really hurts to know that you are the biggest person in your group.  Anyway going back, when I was in high school I had all the friends and I always had a boyfriend, but I still felt insecure inside because of the weight.  I was really a very quiet person (I still am now) but I think I used as a way to not be noticed.
     Now I had to go to college and this is where things took a turn for the worse.  I went to college in September of 1995.  When I started I was around 240lbs and wearing a size 20 jeans. ( God I can't even remember what it felt like to wear a siza 20!)  Anyhow, I tried a sugar free diet in 1996 and I lost about 30lbs, but slowly but surely I gained it all back and then some.  When I left school I was knocking on the 300's door, more like breaking the door down!  I was wearing maybe a 22 at this time.  In the next 12 years my weight stayed the same most of the time, but everytime I would decide to do something about it I would lose and then gain it right back plus 10.
     So here I am today, 344 lbs and miserable.  So in the last month, I have made a serious decision to do something about my weight and my health.  First thing I did was join a gym, this was a hard decision because I can't stand exercising, but if I want to live a long healthy life this is what needs to be done.  And two weeks ago I joined Weight Watchers, again, for the 3rd time.  The only difference is this time it feels different than the last.  I am starting to feel this weight wearing away on my body.  I was perfectly fine carrying the weight around before, but now, my body can't take it.  I have to do something right now, before it is too late for me, and I have to live the rest of my life in this warn down heavy body.