Almost two and a half years. That's how long it's been since I wrote those initial two posts. How did all that turn out? Great, actually. I dropped 50 pounds by late August and found out that I had gotten pregnant all on my own. No assistance needed. And no, I'm not in denial over the fact that the weight loss played into a huge part of that. But then....
I ate it all back. Cause really, isn't that how it happens? Baby came in April 2010. By January 2011, weight was 291. Almost 300 lbs. Oh boy. Apparently even that wasn't enough because here I sit in October at 278. Wondering more and more where my life is going. What will be the real wake-up call. I so don't want to continue this constant back and forth cycle of weight loss and always being the fat girl in the room for the rest of my life.
I am hoping that the time has come. I have been seeing more and more the weight that my daughter is gaining at 5 years old and I truly panic over her life looking like mine has. Diets starting at 10 years old. Followed by everday fluctuating between feeling like a success for not overeating or a failure for eating too much. Food being the master of the life. I want to stop this now. For me, for her, for the whole family.
And two weeks ago, on October 12, 2011 this new section of the road began.
"I will do today what others won't, so tomorrow I can do what others can't." -Jerry Rice
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