You don't need to be a rocket scientist (or high school graduate) to know that I am fat. There's a definite reason I don't post many pictures of myself, it's because I don't like how I look.
Eight years ago I weighed exactly 40(!) lbs less than I do today. And it's not like I gained those 40 lbs over the course of eight years. I gained 20 lbs before Dec '02, and another 18 lbs before my wedding in Sept '03. Since then I have gained even more weight, lost a little bit, had a baby and lost most of the rest (I'm 2 lbs from my wedding weight). So I'm back to where I was five years ago, except now the weight has been firmly attached to my entire mid-section for five years. And it's pretty comfy there.
But today I serve my spare tire eviction papers. I'm so over it.
I want to wear cute clothes again. I don't want to shop in the plus (AKA butt-ugly) dept anymore. But mostly, I don't want to be the fat mom.
My current plan is to just go slow. I'm still nursing the wee man, so I can't do any super-drastic calorie slashing; that wouldn't work anyway because I am super-duper hungry. all. the. time. Right now I'm getting rid of the snack foods in the house. That means the case of lunch size chips that J had to have at Sam's Club are going to work with him. So is the sleeve of Oreo's I bought today (why??). And I'm going to make sure I always have some yummy veggies and fruit prepped in the fridge, because I like veggies and fruit, but it just always seems easier to grab something else. And I'm going to work really hard to eat when I am actually hungry and not when I'm stressedboredhappysadtired.
And I'm joining Tena's group, because it just sounds like fun :)
Wish me well!