I am a 35 year old mother of 4. My husband and I run a successful business, and I have recently returned to school to continue my education. I also teach writing classes at CU Denver. You can read more about that crazy adventure at my other blog motherphd.com.
I am am pretty motivated, and I have a lot of goals. One thing that I have not been able to control, however, is my weight. I was a pudgy kid. I lost weight in high school, but I was still 20 lbs. more than everyone else. In college I was able to maintain or lose weight–mostly due to horrible eating habits. (I know, it seems like it should be the opposite.)
Once I was married, my weight began to steadily climb. Most of the reason was that I was no longer eating super low calorie foods alone. I was on several diets, but my weight kept steadily climbing. Finally, I was tired of worrying about my weight. I just let go. My weight continued to steadily climb, but at least I enjoyed myself. Finally, I read about nutritional typing, and I realized why I was gaining weight. I adjusted my eating, and my weight leveled off around 310 lbs.
I live a very stressful life. I knew that I should work to lose weight. Maintaining such a high number seemed ridiculous, but I could never get started. There was always something in the way. Something that drew my attention from my weight.
I went to the doctor about 1 1/2 years ago to check my health stats. I figured that something horrible had to be going on in my body that would motivate me. Absolutely nothing was wrong with me. My doctor couldn’t believe it either. She figured that there had to be something wrong with me. But all of my levels were normal. I know that she thought I was snacking on Little Debbies all night. The truth is, not all overweight people are bingers. I cook a lot from scratch, and I like whole foods. I avoid all processed foods. In fact, I don’t even like processed foods. My canned drink of choice is flavored seltzer water.
What finally motivated me to pursue weight loss was the fact that I am tired at the end of the day. I have so much stuff that I need to get done, but since I am carrying an extra person, everything was (is) so much work. I walk to work, and some days my body tells me it wants to stop everything and be sedentary. The idea of living a sedentary life scares me.
So, I know that I need to commit to this. It is time to take care of this now. I am hoping that blogging will help me release some of my anxieties in a positive way. Please follow me as I journey to a new me.