The Beginning with No End

I am not one to post insanely personal things, but for some reason, I just have an inkling to share this story. Weight loss and body image are something I have struggled with in my adulthood. Weird, right? These are things you usually face in your teen years, but.. not me. Nineteen and honestly feeling quite crappy.

I also don't post about my journey usually because I get accused of using my health condition as a crutch. In all actuality, I KNOW it's not to blame. Poor food decisions and lack of exercise are the culprit.

Now, this post is about weight loss and 21 Day Fix. If you've not heard of it... check it out. It's literally my favorite program, EVER! That topic is a whole different discussion. I just finished cycle two, and I dropped 10.8 pounds and a total of 15.25 inches. I think it is important to remember why you started and your end goal. I don't have a certain weight or a dress I want to fit into, but simply, to be healthier. When I go to the doctor I don't want to be scolded (as much).

The doctor you ask... PCOS and endometriosis. I'm also on a blood pressure pill, which I hate!! The last doctor visit I was diagnosed prediabetic. Most of these can be alleviated with simple weight loss and exercise. My goal is to do this for myself. To better myself. To not be dependent upon medicines to help me function. My follow-up appointment is in February, so I am curious to see what the doctor will say about my progress.

My fuel to keep going? Let me clarify this blog is not to out the person who said these things, but to let you know what lingers in my head when I think about my weight and body.

I met my husband about 7ish years ago. We both had just got out of some pretty ugly relationships. I just knew Joe was the one. I gained weight like crazy- totally blaming it on being happy. Long story short, his ex was not happy. (I mean I could totally see why. Joe is awesome!)

"Joe doesn't like fat girls." Uhhh what. For the first time in my life, I was called fat. Can I tell you how damaging that is? It's bad. I will never forget these words for the rest of my life.

Fast forward a few years, I still remember that comment, and I remember how I felt. Now... it's a little more fuel to reach my goals. I actually smile and shake my head when I think about it. I know I am not in this to be a swimsit model. I am doing this for me. For my family. Most of all, for my health.

I recommend you jump on my band wagon as well. I promise you won't regret it, and I will be cheering you on the whole way!