The story of me
The story of me
Someone suggested recently that I write my weight loss
journey, because they viewed as an inspirational one. Let me set the stage and
give some backstory.
I have, from as far back as I can remember (and with picture
proof of this being the case) been an overweight person. I had what some would
consider a tumultuous childhood, with lots of emotional challenges. We lived on
a farm, and nutrition was never really discussed or taught in our household. As
per my mother, I learned to eat when I was happy/sad/fill-in-the-blank. We also
were that “clean your plate” family.
I specifically remember hitting 200 pounds around the age of
12, and do not ever recall getting below that point until I joined Weight Watchers
for the first time in the fall of 2002.
So, to say that I have fought being overweight my entire life is an
understatement. I have joined, and
parted ways about 6 times with Weight Watchers, even having made ‘Lifetime’ one
of those times. Each and every time
failing because it was not a complete lifestyle change, and I wasn’t completely
ready to commit to never going back again. I had learned to use food as a
coping mechanism, rather than eating to live I was living to eat and using it
to soothe whatever ailed me.
I've always been the person to overcome circumstances, my family had been economically not well off, as are many farm families. I knew from a young age that I wanted to go to college, and by the end of high school I knew I wanted to be a nurse. Despite being the first in my family to graduate college, I did so and entered the work world as an overweight nurse.
Let us fast forward to the age of 26, when I had a one-year-old
beautiful little girl at home. I was my heaviest at this point, at 228
pounds. Clearly I was holding on to ‘the
baby weight.’ My mom had announced that she was recently diagnosed type 2
diabetic. I was on blood pressure medicine (some of that not entirely
avoidable), and despite having a gorgeous little girl and a great husband-I was
completely miserable with whom I was. I
knew that if I did not change, that I would put family and myself at risk of
having diabetes and other health issues affect us. I decided then I was going to re-join Weight
Watchers and start running. Mind you, I started running in 1-minute intervals
on a treadmill at the Y. But I loved the feeling of calling myself a runner,
and soon enough I was running 1 mile regularly, and getting faster (and
fitter!). I continued my journey with
Weight Watchers as support until I was sure that I had made a complete mindset
change of never going back there again. By this time I was running races (and
even getting faster!), and training for a half marathon. I continued my
nutrition journey on my own at this point, and have continued to do so.
Now I can say that I am completely addicted to how running
makes me feel, and the person that it makes me. It has opened avenues to
meeting new people, who are just as dedicated to the sport as I am. It has
helped me retain my weight loss, and keeps me honest on my eating habits
(because you cannot run well when you do not eat well). I have retained my 60-pound weight loss for
around a year and a half, but of course I bounce a bit in the weight
department. A number on the scale no longer defines who I am, because I am
strong and healthy and continue the journey. It keeps me honest, but does not
define me. I know that no matter what I will not ever be that sad, depressed,
overweight person that I was ever again.
I will not allow my little girl to be that person either and am instead
helping to teach her the importance of being strong, active and healthy.
To be honest, the “we are so proud of you,” and the “wow, you
look great,” comments keep me going. The comments about being ‘crazy’ about
what I eat (because I am adamant about whole, organic produce and food for my
family) are annoying but do not deter me. The sense of community in the running
community is unmatched. I know that
because of these things I will never go back, and that makes me as proud of
myself as I have ever been. I am passionate about helping others to be successful in life changes, and I am passionate about wholesome, organic food (to the point of being angered by our food supply in this country). Seeing overweight children breaks my heart, and I am passionate about that as well. Overall, My life has been one of conquering mountains, and
to have this one scaled feels best of all.
With a 3 week old, and recently.

Thank you for sharing this great story! You have taken some really important--and inspiring steps! You go, girl!!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome. I hope you keep posting with stories of what has worked and what hasn't, especially when it comes to foods and recipes. I absolutely love to cook and my husband is good enough to let me cook whatever and he'll eat it. Unfortunately i only know so many healthy recipes. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteAn amazing and wonderful story! Thanks for sharing it and inspiring others, like me! :)
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