I was the cute girl with the chubby cheeks growing up. I was teased only by family members growing up, and can't remember really what weight I was in high school, but I was the curvy one-- you know, the girl with the boobs that guys didn't know her eye color because they were staring at her chest! Ha! I was a size 11 then.
The first time I did BFL, I saw amazing results in 4 weeks, going from 185 lbs to 153, and really appreciating weight lifting. I actually could see bicep muscles!(^_^) Second time, I was 220, got down to 163 and a size 11 again, but I was flexible, leg pressed more than some guys, and could run 3 miles without feeling winded. Each time I gave up because I didn't hit my "ideal" weight.Now,after having my son, I am at my all time high, and each time, I kid you not, I see my reflection in a store front window, I just stop and stare. I see this stranger with stress reflecting back from her face, protruding stomach, large butt, round shoulders, and wonder how the heck I got to this point. I have concerned friends telling me they are scared for my life. My 7 yr old girl is adamant she won't be fat like me. And all my leg joints ache and I am out of breath over a simple walk up the stairs. I brush against the doorway because I underestimate my size. Inside my head, I still think I am that fit person, but reality is that I am not. I am looking for people that are positive, understanding and have some sound advice or words of encouragement. I will be the same for you!
*Update: I dropped over 30 lbs so I can walk up the stairs fine. I am just at 196. My goal by April 4th is to have lost another 30 lbs.= 175 lb. I would love encouragement as we are losing our home and are in financial strife and stress mania here. Finally realizing that it is only me that will take care of myself and I can;t expect others to do that with my food and exercise. ;-)