Two years ago I went on a mission, a mission to lose weight. I was 252 lbs when I started then, imagine that. I lost 60 lbs and felt great! I walked 2 or 3 miles a day, I did exercise dvd's, I walked home from the store one day and then still walked my 2 miles that day for a total of 6 miles. I was happy, I felt happy, it was great.
Then I hit a brick wall.
Then the holidays came upon me.
Then the weather too hot.
Then a cow died on my walking route and stank up the whole subdivision so I had to stay inside to avoid to stink.
Then it was raining.
Then my mp3 battery was dead.
Then I had to paint inside of my house and that was surely exercise enough.
Then I had family visit for 2 weeks, couldn't be rude and take time away from them when they had come all this way to spend time with us.
Then it was too cold.
Then I would go for a walk if someone would come with me, if they wouldn't, I wouldn't.
Then I forgot.
Then I kept telling myself I'd get 'back on the wagon' on Monday. Which Monday anyway?
Then I just didn't care anymore....until now.
Here I am at my lightest (best) weight of 191 lbs when my parents came down for a visit in October of 2008.
My boobs actually stuck out farther than my stomach did, which for me was awesome. I know, I'm still overweight in the picture but it's a lot better than I am now.
Me in Oct 2008 Me in June 2010
Ok, so camera angles are different and such, but as you can see, 60 lbs did make quite a difference. I'm tired of living this overweight existence. It's time for me to get back on the wagon.
I'm going to write on here every single day, as my online journal. If you find me and want to join me, or want to lead someone to me, send them over. Maybe we can all try together. It's time!! Don't you think?