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July 6th, 2002

It's gonna be a long one today...........so bear with me. First off, I did try to update but Geocities was being a little bitch yesterday. UGH! Well, how do I describe what i'm feeling today. In shock. I'm down 99 pounds. One more to the holy 100. Less than 6 months. Holy shit. My body used to be my prison. Now it's becoming my vessel. I used to loathe life, waking up hopeless. I used to think, oh I wish I could do that, fit into that, go there, try that. Now i'm fitting there, trying that, doing that. I used to get sick all the time, my body used to fail me. Now, I can ask it for a little bit more. Not without fear tho, because my mind still thinks it will fail me. As Tori Amos says, It's been a pretty good year. Let's rewind to July 4th and my amazing day. The man and I went up to my Uncle's for a BBQ and fireworks. I love going up there because I always have a good time. I missed my dad a lot tho.  Seemed like something was missing. I made some jammin fruit salad (with cottage cheese mixed in for protein thank you very much! LOL) and some deviled eggs (good protein too). We played free throw and I made it from the free throw line before my man and my uncle!!! I laughed my ass off because you know.......i'm just a girl and all that! ;) LOL My cousin's girlfriend and her family were there too. The doggies were running around playing with my little cousins having a blast. When it came time for fireworks my man helped my 2 little cousins pick out the fireworks they wanted to see and then lit it for them. Watching him give my cousins the biggest smiles warmed my heart. I had both my puppies curled up next to me as we watched the fireworks display. My uncle then leaned over and said to me, "You have a good man Kimberly, a REALLY good man." My heart was full of so much love at that point. I looked around at my family and the smiles and love and thought to myself, I am one damn lucky woman. My uncle has an inversion table. It's one of those tables that you lie down on and then flip upside down. Well, he looked like he was having so much fun. I really wanted to try it. Instead of telling myself next time because i'm too fat I asked what the weight limit was on it. He told me I was fine (and gave me that shut up look) and got me on it. I flipped upside down and hung there, then started to rock myself back and forth. I extended my arms out and just rocked........feeling so free. Here I was, upside down swinging hanging by my ankles......me........it was just so amazing. I had a blast. I can't describe to you what that moment and feeling meant to me. Such liberation in that moment. Such self love and pride. I fucking did IT! And I wasn't too heavy, and I wasn't too scared, and no one made fun of me. Now, all I want to do is everything I couldn't do before. I want to go go cart riding and horseback riding. I want to go clubbing and dance for hours. I want to move around.  I want to live and eat healthy and make mistakes and learn. So on Wednesday i'm going goth clubbing with
Carrie. I'm so very nervous and excited. I haven't gone goth clubbin in 5 years (since I left Sacramento). It's gonna be a big day for me. :) Here's my only bitch. On the 4th the cousin's girlfriend's father (uncle's cat rabbit dog......ha ha ha) made a fat comment in front of me. I guess i'm no longer fat to strangers. We were talking about flying and leg room. This guys says (in all of his beer gut glory I might add) that he hates it when a 400 pound guy sits next to you. In that voice.......and all my sisters and brothers know that tone. My man just grabbed me tight like honey.......it's okay. He must of known my blood started to boil. I let it go because I decided for my cousin's sake it wasn't worth it. Next time I don't think i'll be that polite tho. I have a chance to educate, and I don't think i'll ever let that chance slip by me again. Well.......i've talked everyone's ear off. Much love to all. Have a great weekend! :)
July 8th, 2002

Hey there Hi there Ho there! Again with another story. When I was about a month out my man and I went up to Big Basin to go "hiking". We ended up going up the side of a rather large mountain/hill. I bitched and complained the whole way up it.....I'm too fat and I can't do this. Well I got up it "just fine" but going down hurt my body. The impact of my weight on my neck, knees, and shoulders was amazingly painful. I yelled and cried for a month afterwards. I hate that mountain. 45 minutes of pure hell and self loathing. It was horrible. So on Sunday I asked the man if we could go back. I wanted to see how far i've come......I needed to push and test myself. We went back up there. I made it up and down that hill mountain thingy in 22 minutes. Then I RAN, yes RAN to the truck when I was done. How amazing did that feel? OMG!! Not quite as good as an orgasm but damn close.  ;)  It was wonderful tho. I trekked up that hill and the only thing I bitched about were the bees. Damn bees and all their stinging glory. The man said doing that hike would help me lose that pound to get me to the 100 mark. I got on the scale this morning......215.5. A .5 pound away. DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!  :) teehee  I'm a half pound away from the 100 mark. AND for shits and grins I wanted to see if I could fit into my boyfriends shirt yesterday (he wears a large) and I did. I wore his shirt. The made me feel SO awesome. I've never been able to fit into ANYTHING clothing wise from friends or the signif. It was just fucking awesome. Well I grubbed on some sushi today for the protein to hopefully get this .5 lbs off. I want an excuse to go shopping! ;) HA HA HA! Well I hope everyone is having a great day. You know, in typing my personal life online only good things have happened......but I wonder who really reads this. Sometimes I feel that i'm talking to myself. :) I'm gonna put up a new pic today. One of me and Nipplebear in front of my favorite sushi place. :)   Take care all! :)
July 10th, 2002

214.5. That's what the scale said yesterday. 100.5 pounds gone.......forever. I'm still in a bit of shock. I went out and bought a new backpack to celebrate. I want to buy more but i'm damn broke. UGH. So Carrie and I are going clubbing next week......so i'll have to be patient and wait. I'm still really excited tho. So i've been reading my list, and one of the things on there really stuck me. Not only is my list of about 100 things accomplished.......most of it is long gone. I did this stuff a while ago. Here's the thing that really affected me tho: I want to let go of the shame and isolated life my weight has given me. Doesn't that just about sum it up. The shame shame shame and isolation. That pain every morning when you wake up and know everything will be a struggle. To walk, breathe, laugh, sit, stand. I don't have that fear anymore. I wake up and I hop out of bed.  It's been one of the biggest gifts given to me. The gift of living, not existing. My quality of life is a thousand times higher than what it used to be. Actually, now I have a life. Besides the numbers on the scale and the clothes that fit, there's the life that's given. I need to keep track of that thought during this process. To all waiting for the surgery, understand that this part of your life is almost over. To those post op, understand that part of your life is long gone. How truly amazing.........         :)
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