Just like every fat girl has a skinny girl trying to get out, I have a fat story trying to get out. They say "write what you know". Well I know fat.
My entire life I have been at war with my weight. I've won a few battles, but mostly my evil enemy has beaten me time and time again. I am finally winning, but I still have a long road ahead of me. So here is my story:
My name is Jennie. I am 38 years old. I have been overweight for as long as I can remember. Although I recently saw a picture of me when I was about five years old and I was as skinny as can be. That made me cry. In grade-school and high-school I was just overweight. When I went off to college I started to get fat. I apparently liked the freshman fifteen so much that I repeated it every year. Since college it's been a roller coaster and it's been mostly up hill. I did have a few years when I dropped down. I spent one year working in NYC and walked everywhere. I looked pretty good then, but still couldn't lose the belly. As soon as I left I ballooned up again.
Six years ago things changed for me. I had just suffered serious heartbreak and my office-mate was preparing to get married. So to support her I joined the gym with her through work. I'll discuss that first week later, because that was a hoot. I became addicted. We initially started going together and then I was going every day on my own. I couldn't get enough. The weight was coming off and I was feeling good. What I didn't know then is that I was still a moron when it came to nutrition. I could have lost so much more if only I had eaten right. I wasn't eating horrible, I just wasn't eating what I should.
Fast forward a couple years and there was a follow-up heartbreak. This one was even worse. I couldn't breathe anymore and I had to move back north. That meant leaving my gym. So here I was heartbroken and without a gym. I walked as much as I could for the first couple months and seemed to be doing well. And then then not so much. The weight started to come back. Great! Now I was heartbroken and fat again. I made the decision in November to start the South Beach Diet. Because it's always best to start a new diet routine right before Thanksgiving. But I was seeing results. I couldn't believe it. Sure, I thought I was going to die and go into sugar-withdrawal, but it was making a difference.
So I had seen results with the gym and I had seen results with nutrition, but not together. I'm still working on that. It's been almost 4 years since then and I've been up and down so many times. My emotions take over and I can't help it.
I am hoping that this journey together will help. I am hoping it will help me heal and maybe help others to know they aren't alone. If I can help inspire one person change their lifestyle then it will be a victory well won :-)