I have dealt with weight issues my whole life.  Once I turned 10 years old, I seemed to grow bigger… er wider.  Middle school, junior high and highschool were hell for me…. to put it mildly.  I was the butt of many jokes and the prime target of torment from the male population.  It took me a long time to accept myself as I was.  Though I love who I am now… I am still working on it from a body image perspective.

In 2001, I went from 235 pounds to 165 pounds. I was active. I was happy. And for the first time in my life, I knew what it felt like to shop in the normal sized section in a department store. This victory lasted just over 2 years.

And then…

I had 3 kids in 4 years and gained 130 pounds.  I never really had a chance to work off the baby weight in between pregnancies because I was recovering from a c-section and quite frankly I was tired (but then again, being obese will do that to you).

Now I have come to a point in my life where I feel ready to give 100% to myself in regards to weight loss and good health. I am committed to this. I am committed to me. I no longer want to sit on the sidelines watching my life go by. I want to be a participant. I am worth it and this weight of mine does not define me. I define me.

Join me on my journey, won’t you?