After high school I got married. My husband (ex-husband now) wanted me to be "healthy", meaning chunky. So I stopped watching what I was eating, and the pounds just added up. Pretty soon I was up to my highest, and felt horrible about the way I looked. My Dad then made a deal with me. He said if we started going to Weight Watchers, every week I lost he would pay the fees, but when I gained I would have to pay. I stuck right to it, because I knew I didn't have the money to pay. I lost 20 pounds! And I felt GREAT.
Then I left my husband. He told me that I would always be fat, and that I would never stick to it. It's funny how those things stick with you. You'd think I would be MORE determined to lose the weight, to SHOW HIM. But I didn't. My Dad and I stopped going, and the stress and depression I had after the divorce made me eat and eat. I never realized that when I was depressed, I would eat...but that's exactly what I did. Before I knew it was up the 20 pounds I originally lost, and had gained plenty more.
It wasn't until I got engaged (some 5 years later) that I seriously started dieting again. And the only reason I did was because I didn't want to look fat in my wedding dress. I was at about 200 pounds when I started. I only lost 20 pounds, but felt good about myself once again. I joined a gym with my Mom, and we went Monday, Wednesday and Thursday to a "Gutts and Butts" class on our lunch hour. I felt even better about myself than ever before.
After the wedding I had no more desire to lose the weight. It crept back on, and even more again. I felt sorry for myself, but still couldn't get back on track. I know I tried a dozen times to get back on the program...but each time would only last a few weeks, a few days, or a few pounds lost. And it would come back and back. I guess I never learned that it wasn't a diet...but needed to rather be a lifestyle. I couldn't grasp that.
In January 2001 I was at my highest, and after I saw a picture of myself, I was more determined than ever. I also started getting very sick. One week I had pnemonia, and the very next week I had bronchitus. My Dr. told me it was my body breaking down because I was so overweight (more than 100 pounds!). So my husband and I started on the "new" Weight Watchers Points System on January 8, 2001.
* Update 3/2/04~
Lots have happened since I first wrote this "intro" about me. My 2nd husband and I divorced, and I have been on and off of WW since then. Now though, I'm back on and completely on a ROLL!!! I know this is the time when I finally hit my goal and stay there.
I can say that I have pretty much maintained that weight I lost (with the exception of gaining 10lbs and then losing it, again and again) since 2001! I think that is a GREAT accomplishment. Many people lose weight, and then when they go off - regain it all + some. NOT ME! I am disappointed in myself a little that I still haven't made it to goal, but that's not stopping me. Just gives me more determination to get there!! Plus I have a "new" boyfriend (we've been together now for a year and a half), and I want to look HOT to him! Not that I don't now, but you all know what I mean!!!! So here's to the NEW ME!!!!
222/177.5/135 - 44.5 pounds GONE FOREVER!!!!
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