A few years ago I was over 200
pounds. I thought I was real cute and
the weight wasn’t much of a factor. So I
thought. I carried it well and I wasn’t sloppy
but I was heavy. I began to feel heavy
and it was starting to really think about it.
It was the moment when I almost had to buy a size 18. I was about an 18 and it began to feel a
little tight. I didn’t want to buy
bigger jeans and one point I began not to wear pants due to the size. I am only 5’2 ¼.
I have always been rather
athletic. I grew up running track and
playing soccer. I did some karate for
while. My Daddy was way into martial
arts and the discipline factor. I had an
amazing body in my teens and it carried somewhat into college but then I
stopped running and that freshmen 15 turned into 25 but it was still not too
bad. I believe the weight gain happened
after college when I began working. I
was working as a manager for EXPRESS and I fell off a ladder. My left ankle swell hugely and it left me
unable to walk. I did everything but
break it (hairline heel strain, torn ligaments and tendons. I laid up for while and not very much exercise. I wasn’t able to wear heels. I got really sad during this time as
well. I was on workers comp for a while. I blew up some then to on top of the
additional that I already additionally carried.
My mother typed me a letter detailing her concerns about my weight. She said that the letter was better to my
defense. There wasn’t a conversation
needed. I still have the letter.

2 comments:
Congrats on that weight loss though! I'm on my own weight loss journey and it's not easy at all.
thanks. its a work in progress. truly tough. not easy but totally worth it. Good Luck Sis. I will be your cheerleader.
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