It is time for me to begin sharing my weight loss story with you.

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To tell this story, I really have to back up and give you some background details.  I won’t start with when I was born – I’ll spare you that – but I do need to go back a few years.

I have always had a weight problem.  Always been a bit heavy.  Always a little thick through the middle.

The first comment I remember about my weight came when I was 12 years old.  I had spent 72 days in the hospital and was very sick.  I had lost a LOT of weight and was very thin.  I remember someone commenting that I had needed to lose some weight anyway.  Well, maybe I did…but I would like to have lost it without almost dying in the process!

My first memory about being overweight and wanting to change was in high school.  I saw a picture of myself and cried.  Please keep in mind, I wasn’t obese…just heavier than my younger sister and those around me.

I remember getting those weight-loss candies that you ate before a meal with a hot drink.  Does anyone remember those?  I don’t think they worked.  You probably had to change your eating habits for them to make a difference.  I didn’t realize at the time but that was the key to successful weight loss.  CHANGE.  

Fast forward to college…I didn’t finish, but I spent one year away at college.  You have heard of the “freshman 15,” haven’t you?  I think my 15 was more like 20.  Not only was the food in the cafeteria not healthy, but there was a place in town that had super thick, extra chocolate milkshakes.  I had a few.  Or more than a few.

I left college, got a job and started working.  Lunch was fast food and snacks in the break room.  I don’t know how much weight I put on while working and I don’t know the number on the scale.  But it was creeping up.

Times with friends always involved food.  ALWAYS.  Wanna go out after church on Sunday night?  Sure…let’s go to ______________.  Fill in the name of a chain restaurant in the Midwest.  I have probably eaten there on a Sunday night.

I met someone, they were also heavy.  Most of our time together involved food.  We got married.  A few months later things got ugly.  Real ugly.  I had to move out.  Six months later I was divorced.  

My loving parents took me back in, and I consoled myself with more food.

I do not want to mislead you here.  I was not carrying an extra 50-100 pounds…but I was too heavy for my frame and it wasn’t healthy.

My parents moved away, I got an apartment living by myself.  I worked at my job, life was pretty good but I was not eating right.  I continued my path of fast food and junk food.  Dinner might be instant mashed potatoes with Velveeta cheese and butter.  

PLEASE don’t judge.  

Eventually, I met a nice guy.  His name was/is John and I am married to him today.  Almost 30 years later he is still my best friend and my biggest cheerleader in my quest for a healthy lifestyle.

He is the reason that I wanted to lose weight and get healthy.  

In the coming weeks, I will share with you what I did to lose weight and keep it off for almost 27 years.  I will share what worked for me and what didn’t.  I will be open and honest and I will answer your questions, if you have any, to the best of my ability.

I also hope to be YOUR cheerleader, an encouraging friend, if you need/want one in your weight loss/healthy lifestyle quest.

More next week…I cannot imagine that this is interesting enough for anyone to have a question, but if you do, please leave them in the comments or send me an e-mail and I’ll try to answer them.



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