fromflabtofab’s BodyBlog

Fat kid [/color] I saw a cute avitar of Jessica.  And put her on my myspace.  "Who I’d like to meet: and I put a dancing gif of her there."  So cute.  But fat kids break my heart.  I was one of them.  I know what it’s like to eat. And then eat more.  I was a normal weight 7 year old. 

  By Junior High, I ballooned up and could eclipse my teachers

   But by the time I got into High School, I ‘looked’ downright skinny.

 

So I see these kids and think, what brought them that way?  They’re sad?  Did they do what I did? I never wore jeans.  I just wore sweat pants. And I’d put nutterbutters and oatmeal cookies in my pants and let it accumulate in my pant leg so I could sneak it in my room so my mom wouldn’t see it.  These kids break my heart. There are tons of them out there.  Even a little over weight. I see them and wish I could help them see that life has more for them.

I’m convinced no one reads these, but that’s not going to deter me.

 I never realized how good I did in High school.  When I was weighed for gym class my freshman year, I scaled in at 280 (if my memory serves me right). No 14 year old should be that big regardless of height (6′4").  

It was when I discovered musical theatre where I started to dance.  When I discovered dance, I discovered the joy of exercise.  I would spend 3 hours a day dancing.  I’d put on Music Man, Goofy Movie, and Hanson and dance for hours — wow, how did my friends not think I was gay!  I auditioned for Meet Me in St. Louis in June. By August, I had dropped down to 240!  I stayed there for 2 years till I go to College.  I balooned up 70 pounds my freshman year.  I gained 40 the next year.   I weighed 350 pounds. I stayed there till my senior year where I dropped to 340 my senior year.  I moved out and got a job.  The first summer on my own after my first year of work, I FINALLY dropped 10 pounds.  I yo-yoed a little bit down to 282 back up to 340. So here I was January 1, 2007.  I binged for one last meal and weighed myself the next morning. 

The last year of my life has kicked my butt.  Wait a second, that’s a total lie.  I lived my life. I enjoyed going to the gym. I went to college and did part of my masters degree. I started working front desk at my gym.  I quit my gym job. I started studying to get a personal training certificate. I lost….. drumroll please…. 67 pounds. 

Last week, I pulled out my "old clothes." I have about 6 shirts I never could dispose of.   From High School.  I totally fit in them now. I remember my "tight" jeans were a size 38.  I’m down to a 42 now. I’m so close.  I was hoping to get down to 269 by 2008.  That’s 4 pounds in 2 days.  It can be done. We’ll see. 

How have I done it? I tried Atkins.  I tried tons of Cardio. But what I LOVE is just ENJOYING life.  That’s how I do it.  I do the weight program I like.  I do the cardio I like. I eat what I like. Everything is a calculated decision.  IF I eat this burrito at Chipotle, I have to burn 1200 calories.  That’s fine. I deserve this hour with my friends.  

I still haven’t eatten Popeyes since 11-10-2007. Honestly, I miss it dearly. I LOVE the spicy chicken.  Maybe some day I’ll be strong enough to order a 3 piece meal. Or even better, a 2 piece… OH OH! One day I might be able to say "One chicken breast please!"  I’ve experienced SO many victories lately.  For the first time in my life, I got a regular sized value meal. It happened to be arbys.  No extra sandwich. I enjoyed it. I was full.  For the first time in my life, I ate ONE piece of cheese cake.  Forthe first time in my life, I left BEFORE dessert. 

One day I not only will be able to fit in my high school clothes, I’ll surpass my High School clothes.

I finally did it! I did a 10 minute mile.  And I think I could get it down to 9 minutes.  I was on the tredmill. 2.5 minutes I was going at 4.5 speed.  For the next 7.5 minutes I went at 6.5 speed.  If I started out at 6.5 I would make 9 minutes! We’ll see when I get it.  Got to love carbs right?  And after eatting too much (not really, but I feel like I have), I only gained .1 pounds. Which means that I was doing weights and hopefully gained some muscle.  Which means that I probably lost a little fat! YAY!

 When I left my gym, it was snowing like crazy. As I walk to my car, there’s a wallet on the ground. Wow that looks like my wallet. An explerlative came out of my mouth and I was scared.  After all, this was pay week.  $400 in cash and $400 in checks were in there.  But as I picked it up, it was frozen. But all the money was there.  :::whew::: I went straight to the bank (at 11:30 at night). 

 What an interesting night. I guess it was good.  I just hate being depressed.  Anyone else experience depression while working on their bodies?  (I’m mean like anyone reads this, but hey, whatever).  It was a good night.  So now I’m having a caffe mocha. It’s all good. It’s only 170 calories.  I allotted for it. 

 

So I have been housing a BDs Mongolian BBQ shirt in my house for 6 years.  It’s a 2XL shirt.  And I have been wanting to wear it.  I’ve tired it on every once in a while.  Every time it was a bit too small.  But not yesterday.  It’s almost too big!  And I went to Wal*mart and saw a cool hoodie.  I never wear hoodies.  They’re too small or the sleeves are short.  If I go to the big men’s store, they’re too big.  Well this one wasn’t!!! IT fit perfect.  Maybe a bit snug, but a hot snug! OH YEAH! Just happy about the progress.