It’s been a while since I updated you on my progress…and I know you are on the edge of your seat waiting. So here goes…
30 pounds, 6 1/2 inches. I have gone down 5 sizes in pants. FIVE SIZES!!!! Lowest blood pressure in 20 years and cholesterol getting lower all the time. It’s still not as low as my doctor wants, but I refuse to take ANOTHER pill. There is no more pre-existing diabetes diagnosis and I feel GREAT.
I sleep better, I have more energy. I am more positive and happier than I have been in forever…
I love me.
It’s not all easy. I have gotten lazy a time or two, but I haven’t had a soda or burger in 6 months. I eat cleaner and try to feed my family the same way, they don’t love it so much, but they love me, so they dig in.
Now I get people who can tell, who stop and say things to me. I’ve been told I look great, that I am disappearing, that I am beautiful. I no longer dismiss a compliment…I thank them. This is a huge step. I believe them.
So instead of fat days, I have wrinkly days. Like I see new wrinkles all the time. I had to quit using my mineral makeup because by the end of the day, I look like a map of the nations highways. I’m assured it’s all in my mind, but I have to have something to not like, I suppose this is it.
I don’t feel fat. I still don’t like full body photos, but I don’t hide any longer. I don’t see the changes, I just know they are happening by the way my clothes hang now.
Fat people will tell you, they don’t dry their clothes. They hang everything so it doesn’t shrink. I now wash everything in hot water and dry it, hoping it will shrink. I dream of exercising. My knee no longer renders me immobile and I haven’t had a headache since August.
My doctor and nurses have began taking before and after photos. She calls me “Skinny” when I come in. I don’t dread my checkups. I plan to be one of their success stories. I don’t want to be anything more than I can be.
My friends, my work peeps and my family have been incredible. I have the support of many and I keep that close in my mind, as inspiration, to not let them down. I won’t let me down.
When my kid tells me that she wants me to play with my grandchildren, it pushes me. When my son tells me that he can tell and when the dress I just bought online is a little snug, to wait two weeks and it will be perfect, it pushes me. When my wife tells me how proud of me she is, it pushes me.
So folks, clean eating, it’s easier than you think…it takes commitment. It takes loving yourself to push on. If I can do this, you can join me. I’m still chubby girl, but I’m happy, determined chubby girl. I am empowered by my own success. I want to share this with everyone. I want to inspire others, to join others in their journey. I want to encourage you, everyone.
I have a goal…I have inspiration…try to stop me.