Ready, set, GO!!

The time has come to make my life a better place! This is my all new blog, all new me, and all new outlook on life! Please follow me on this long, emotional, difficult, and hopefully successful journey. I am going to start out with my story.


I am 5' 7" and I started at 259lbs. Really? However did I get this big? I will tell you. Mentally I have always thought I was overweight even when I could actually wear a bikini stretch mark free. My mental image must have depicted the future ahead of me because I have NEVER cared enough about myself to eat right, ever. I have never exercised. Even in High School I would always try to ditch gym class. When I met John in '1999 I weighed approximately 130-135lbs. I remember being a size 7, and I cannot for the life of me ever remember being comfortable with myself, even at that weight.


I slowly started to pack on the pounds over the years, each year adding 10lbs, and less self esteem. When I would look in the mirror I never thought I was OBESE or 400lbs so I was OK to keep doing what I was doing. During the first years of our marriage I only remember being blissfully happy with my married life, and love! Once I got comfortable with John, and everyone around me I started gaining even more weight. By the time I got pregnant with Enorah I weighed 218lbs.


The nurses told me not to gain more then 20-25lbs because I was already considered morbidly obese. So I packed on 40lbs thinking I am only pregnant once I can eat what I want. Oh did I. My beautiful baby girl was born, and I shed 15lbs or so. I was nursing her, and started to use that as an excuse. I would think to myself, well, I have to eat like I am pregnant to maintain my milk, so, I ate like I was pregnant. I weaned Enorah at 15 months, and got pregnant with Dash a month later. Then came the same excuse, I am pregnant! Then, after I had Dash I started nursing so along came even more reason to keep killing myself with food. After time I started to feel hungry ALL OF THE TIME!


Since John and I decided for me to stay home with my babies I got lazy. Super super lazy. Like to the point of when it was difficult for me to get off the couch. I slowly started to realize how difficult things were becoming. Like going to a movie with John wasn't as fun anymore because I barely fit into the seats, and the Heber Theaters were OUT of the question, way too small. I remember taking the kids to the park last summer, and sitting on the swings. While I was swinging I could feel the chains dig into my hips, and my butt overflowed off the back. Life went on. I kept getting heavier, and heavier. I tipped the scales at 268lbs the day I gave birth to Dash.


My "Ah-ha!" moment. I started feeling like I needed to change right around when my Grandpa Roy died. He got colon cancer, and it spread throughout his body to eventually take his life. My mom told me one day that my dad was NOT going to get a colonoscopy, and that he was going to stop taking his blood pressure meds until I lost some weight. That hit me, hard. With all of the emotions I kept thinking about how, but not really knowing how to change. Then one of my friends started going through a major life change, and asked me to start losing weight with her.


It took off from there. I called my mom for advice, she is the healthiest person I know, and she said to stop eating crap right NOW. Start today, now tomorrow, not Monday, but TODAY. So I did, that was 25 days ago. I started Weight Watchers, bought iTrack Bites App on my iPhone, went to the store and bought lots of healthy food, and started reading blogs. I got really really motivated by this one www.undressedskeleton.tumblr.com she said all of the things I needed to hear, AND she gave me a few recipes. Mind transformation=success! It took about two weeks to really start feeling confident in my choices of food, and now I can safely say I can avoid the wrong ones. 


I started out STARVING, all of the time. Especially at night. I filled in my hunger with veggies, and bought Weight Watchers ice cream sandwiches for my sweet tooth, Special K Cracker Chips for my salt tooth, and TONS of other vegetables and fruits to snack on to try and stay full. After two straight weeks of being ANAL about what went into my mouth the hunger subsided! I can now feel full on about 1000-1200 calories a day respectively:) Yesssssss!


My exercise and water is a work in progress. I still drink A LOT of Diet Coke, and barely exercise. I am thinking I will stop drinking my Diet Coke tomorrow, and bring on my water!! I have been trying to jump on the treadmill when I can, but I feel like I am going to die at this point in my life so I wanted to lose a little more weight before I started to hit it hard. I think this recent 20lb weight loss will do! I already feel lighter, and I have more energy. I can jump up, and move better. I have started dancing with my kids, and playing with them a lot more (they love it:)).


I hope I can motivate and inspire other people the way Taralynn(Undressed Skeleton) did me. I feel like I can reach the sky no matter how corny or cliche that may sound, it's true, and I have never had this much confidence and ambition in my lifetime. I am promising myself from this point on that my life, and they way I live it will be different. For me, myself, and I.

Life could not be better. :)






Believe with all of your heart that you will do what you were made to do.
Orison Swett Marden