About 4 years ago, I hit that number on the scale I never thought I would. I was devastated. When I sat down to watch football that afternoon, I realized I weighed more than some of the football players. OH MY GOD!!!!! My husband has never ever put me down for my weight so I had to do this for myself. I started walking and instead of drinking beer with my friends every night, I drank water.
A year later I lost 52 pounds and felt fantastic. I was afraid that when people started complimenting me I would fall off the wagon. I DID! Then my mom died, then I had a hysterectomy, then my husband had back surgery, then my dad had surgery with chemo to follow. HELLO… 25 pounds!!!! Where did it come from? Oh right – COORS LIGHT AND NO WALKING!!!!!!!! I’m sitting here now crying and wondering why I did this to myself. Looking for some kind of motivation to get me moving again….....