Today marked one year since I started weight watchers. I haven't talked much about this...maybe not at all. Now I'm going to get an little vulnerable for a few minutes. This whole lifestyle thing started the summer of 2010 and we were camping. Mike had gone home for the night and I settled into my "bedroom" to read before falling asleep. I was horrified when I looked into the mirror on the closet doors and I looked like a beached whale lying there. I got sick to my stomach...I always knew I was heavier but I really thought I was that fat.
It took me about 6 months before I actually got serious about losing. I finally walked into a weight watchers center on Jan 12 2011. I was scared...scared to see how high my weight had gotten. It was bad. After that first meeting, my thoughts were if I could use 35lbs or even 50lbs I would be happy. I always had in my head that I was always going to be heavy. I would never to skinny...I would always be plus size.
Slowly but steadily the weight came off. I stopped drinking soft drinks altogether and started getting on the treadmill a couple times a week...even though it wasn't very long. Before I knew it those first 25lb, then 50lbs came off...I was so excited.
Today, one year later I am 90+lbs lighter and feel wonderful. Am I done? No, not yet. I have some more to loss and hope to get to my goal weight by this time next year.
