Ok, here's the deal. I'm overweight, and I know it. I've known it for a while actually. I've watched my mother battle with weight my entire life, and I had a feeling that I would be the same way. I was pretty active in high school, so I didn't start my struggles until I had three kids and found that nothing 'easy' was going to work anymore. That was two years ago.
In these two years, I have gone from a reasonable size 14 jean to a tight and uncomfortable size 20. I'm depressed and sore and tired and...
Rather than deal with it and fixing the problem, I coped by lazing around and eating/drinking whatever I wanted. Mountain Dew is my closest compadre.
I would try a fad diet every now and then and be really good for a few weeks, but then I'd fall right back off the wagon, gaining more weight and be even more depressed then before. Yes, I was given antidepressants to help with the mood, but they just added to the weight, which created more depression... and a crazy cycle was formed.
Then I got a phone call. My brother is getting married! Next September! On my 31st birthday! In FLORIDA!! (Insert groan here...)
HOW AM I GOING TO LOOK CUTE IN WEDDING PICTURES?!?!? Never mind that they will be on the beach. In Florida.
So, here is my mission:
I am going to do WHATEVER it takes (healthy and doctor-approved, of course) to lose 50 pounds in 365 days. It will involve a LOT of exercise and a total change in eating/drinking habits. But I know I can do it. Darn it, I HAVE TO DO IT.
So here goes... everything. Wish me luck!