One of the things recommended by WW at the beginning of your journey is to take some "Before" photos and measurements. I whipped out the camera phone this morning to do this, and I plan to take others along the way, hopefully giving me inspiration as the weeks and months progress. (See the Photos Tab at the top of the page for updates.)
Seeing this picture was a real eye-opener for me. This is what you, the public - and my family and friends and aquaintances and strangers...- are accustomed to seeing.
Round Me.
In my head, I seem smaller.
Which is why it always feel so strange when I realize I can't scratch a part of my back that I want to or have trouble getting down to and up from the floor. What is going on? Why can't I do this?
This picture is the answer: I'm pretty fat.
Don't worry, I still love myself. I'm not evil. I don't deserve to be treated like a second class citizen. My size and shape are a personal problem. Nobody torchered me into over-eating or tied me to the couch to prevent me from exercising.
Personally, I can tell you: I am fat. This is not the example I want to set for my children and this is not the way I want to be for myself. I am making a change.
Today was C25K 1.3, and it honestly felt pretty good. I think I am mostly ready to move on, but I want to repeat Week 1 next week in order to give my bones and knees and feet a little more time to adapt. My shins and calf fronts are pretty sore!
Fatigue is setting in now. My youngest (11 months) is cutting five teeth and has been waking me in the middle of the night. I need to go to bed now just in case he wakes later. That and I am drop-dead tired. (Anyone else remember Drop Dead Fred? :-)
May my faith heal and grow while I rest!
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2011-10-21 240 lbs. Holy @&#%!! |
Round Me.
In my head, I seem smaller.
Which is why it always feel so strange when I realize I can't scratch a part of my back that I want to or have trouble getting down to and up from the floor. What is going on? Why can't I do this?
This picture is the answer: I'm pretty fat.
Don't worry, I still love myself. I'm not evil. I don't deserve to be treated like a second class citizen. My size and shape are a personal problem. Nobody torchered me into over-eating or tied me to the couch to prevent me from exercising.
Personally, I can tell you: I am fat. This is not the example I want to set for my children and this is not the way I want to be for myself. I am making a change.
Today was C25K 1.3, and it honestly felt pretty good. I think I am mostly ready to move on, but I want to repeat Week 1 next week in order to give my bones and knees and feet a little more time to adapt. My shins and calf fronts are pretty sore!
Fatigue is setting in now. My youngest (11 months) is cutting five teeth and has been waking me in the middle of the night. I need to go to bed now just in case he wakes later. That and I am drop-dead tired. (Anyone else remember Drop Dead Fred? :-)
May my faith heal and grow while I rest!