So I for the past three months, I have been keeping a very detailed diary of my weight loss efforts. This diary includes almost everything that I ate, and how much exercise I did everyday. I also decided to add how I was feeling for the day, both physically and mentally. Then, I decided to blog about my entire journey, in hopes that if only one person out there is inspired by it, I have helped to make a difference.
My journey has technically been going on my entire life, I have never been happy with what I saw when I looked in the mirror. I am 5'-2" short, and I had shot up like weed in 6th grade, I was the tallest person in the entire grade for a while. In a few short months, I was also blessed with my DD breasts. I was a little chubby at the time, but I was still pretty small to have these huge boobs, that all of the kids in school seemed to be amazed by. This was anything but good for my self-image.
All through high school, I weighed between about 130 and 145. I was not athletic at all, and I got very little exercise. I never really considered myself one of the fat kids, just constantly on the verge of being one of them. I was very involved in a lot of activities and organizations and I worked a part-time job at Pizza Hut for almost 2 years. I really enjoyed my high school experience, but looking back, I think it would have been so much more fun if I didn't always have to be the girl that wore a shirt over her swimsuit at the lake. In August of my Senior year, I met Jim at Pizza Hut and fell madly in love.
Like the silly teenagers in love that we were, we ended up getting married on November 1st, 1997 while I was still in high school. We did this with full intentions of me living with my parents until after graduation, as Jim had joined the United States Marine Corps and would be gone to boot camp and school until that time anyway. He left for boot camp on November 17 and graduated on Friday, February 13th. His mom and I went to his graduation in San Diego, CA which was the first time I had ever been on an airplane. The trip was an awesome experience, and I was so proud of Jim. This is technically when my difficulty with my weight began to be an issue...
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