Hi, update on transition….it’s wonderful. I’ve been working on several things this year, and I must admit I am starting to see clear on my future and vision. One other thing I want to add to my vision is finally getting this 50 pounds off that I’ve been working on for the last year. I’ve let go of the past hurt and expectations for my weight, and what everyone else thinks I should look like. I want to lose this weight for my health, and I don’t want to be a burden for my children when I get older. I also want to encourage my girls to eat better and take charge of their health before they get my age.
On August 6, 2003 I had weight loss surgery. I was a whopping 397 pounds, unhealthy, unhappy and probably about to die. At the time, I didn’t think I had any other way to go, I didn’t have the motivation to lose weight on my own. I had the surgery 4-1/2 months before my mother died. I wanted to make her proud of me for finally taking responsibility of my weight. I was very sick right after my surgery for the first three months, but got better and the weight started coming off. Two years later, I had lost 180 pounds, and was overjoyed. Both of my parents were deceased by the time I lost the weight and I felt cheated, I wanted them to see my success. Still trying to be that little girl and please her parents. The surgery was just a tool I realized years later, I still had to put in the work to lose the weight.
Jump to 2010, because the other 5 years will take many posts to tell…I was about to make another life changing decision and move to St Louis with my fiancé. I eat when I’m under a lot of stress, and slowly started gaining weight. I got up to 263 pounds and was very unhappy. I was unhappy with not working, had a lot of stress because I was trying to sell my house, get adjusted to living in a new city, making sure my girls were adjusting, etc. I would eat and wouldn’t pay attention to what I was eating, and wasn’t exercising at all. I decided it was time to stop feeling sorry for myself and get my life in order. The first thing I did was find a church home, then I ordered Zumba for the Wii game system and started doing it everyday for 20 minutes. Within a month, I had lost 15 pounds on my own! By the time my birthday came last July, I had lost 43 pounds and then my fiancé lost his mother unexpectedly, and along with that came financial challenges, and I started gaining weight again.
One of the things I’m learning that I didn’t apply last year is that when stressed, I need to do something to relieve it, like pray. I truly take my problems to prayer, hand them over to my father and live according to his word. I found something that I enjoy, which was starting this blog. I am happy to say that I’m back to exercising and making better choices when it comes to food, and I’m on my way again. I exercise five days a week, work part-time and work on my blog. I have a clear vision, I have it on paper and I’m putting my plan to work. I appreciate any support given, but I’ll be 50 in three months, and I will bring it in with my new outlook and vision. Let’s encourage and inspire everyone around us. Love ya!