In the past I have be reluctant to put my goals down on paper because I didn't want to "jinx" myself.
Looking back it seems as though I may have been afraid of it holding me accountable.
So here goes:
Clean Start Date:
April 27th, 2009:
Six Weeks Goal (6/8/09): Lose a dress/pant size and at least 25 lbs.
Go to the gym at least twice a week and work up to 45 minutes of cardio.
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Long Range: Lose 100 pounds by Christmas. It is 8 months away and it needs to go somewhere, I am opting not to renew its lease on my frame anymore.
Get rid of the steriods. I know my weight affects my asthma and I know the steriods affect my weight (vicious cycle ain't it?)
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One Year Goal: Be at or near goal of 145 lbs. To actually be in a picture with my son on his birthday and not have anyone ask me to step out of the picture.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Chubby Asthmatic with PCOS starts out on her journey.
Well the title sums it up... pretty much. I have been off and on steriods over the past 10 years and it has played havoc with my weight. I can breathe but the weight gain gets me stern looks from people like all I do is sit around and eat. It is quite the contrary... I also have PCOS and a slow metabolism and I sometimes eat once a day (no not even as a binge) and only twice daily for the rest of the time. I know I am supposed to eat smaller meals spread throughout the day I did it before & it worked but life happened and got in the way so now I am getting back on track.
I had chubby tendencies as a child but never really fat (although I thought that I was). I starved myself in high school down to a very skinny for my size 130 and lived off of Diet Coke and cheese on wheat crackers for my whole Junior Year. Maybe ate a spot of dinner and keep feeding my ego with all the compliments. Little did I know the damage that I was doing to myself.
I kept getting pains in my side that were unbearable and Mom took me to the doctor and I was having a slight gallbladder attack and was praised by the nurse who weighed me until the doctor found out how much I was not eating. Welcome in the first dose of steriods. I was up 12 pounds by the time I started my Senior Year. Not big at all just a curvy girl and college added the normal 15+.
I graduated college at a shocking 210 lbs. I was not pleased so I started starving myself again and the funny thing is the weight just kept creeping upward. I eventually had my gallbladder removed at the age of 24. Those are some symptoms I will not go into. I have tried everything to lose weight that one can imagine since that time.
Asthma issues and steriods caused my weight to climb little by little. I worked out with a trainer and got it back on track with the 5 mini meals program of APEX. It was great but I started working more (12 hour days) & then I met my now husband and fell into his way of eating. Frozen dinners & eating out became a reality.
I was over 300lbs when I had my son via c-section. Lost weight from nursing and was feeeling real good about myself and then I had a real bad asthma spell and had to go back on steriods and boom!!!! Instant weight gain and then some (35+lbs). I am not proud to say that I now weigh in at 326 but I am doing something about it.
I am starting the 6 Week Body Makeover. I did it before and lost 30 lbs and of course life got in the way. But now it is me-time. I have had enough of the stares and back handed compliments.It seems to some people, it does not matter all that I have accomplished in my life and what I know. They feel the need to marginalize you because of your weight. My own mother in law asks me to step out of pictures with my husband and son. Funny thing is I am a photographer, I take people's pictures all the time but have only been in a few since my son was born.
I have a issue with that but it will addressed as I go... but for now I am here to worry about me and how I can improve myself not for them--- but for me!!!
I had chubby tendencies as a child but never really fat (although I thought that I was). I starved myself in high school down to a very skinny for my size 130 and lived off of Diet Coke and cheese on wheat crackers for my whole Junior Year. Maybe ate a spot of dinner and keep feeding my ego with all the compliments. Little did I know the damage that I was doing to myself.
I kept getting pains in my side that were unbearable and Mom took me to the doctor and I was having a slight gallbladder attack and was praised by the nurse who weighed me until the doctor found out how much I was not eating. Welcome in the first dose of steriods. I was up 12 pounds by the time I started my Senior Year. Not big at all just a curvy girl and college added the normal 15+.
I graduated college at a shocking 210 lbs. I was not pleased so I started starving myself again and the funny thing is the weight just kept creeping upward. I eventually had my gallbladder removed at the age of 24. Those are some symptoms I will not go into. I have tried everything to lose weight that one can imagine since that time.
Asthma issues and steriods caused my weight to climb little by little. I worked out with a trainer and got it back on track with the 5 mini meals program of APEX. It was great but I started working more (12 hour days) & then I met my now husband and fell into his way of eating. Frozen dinners & eating out became a reality.
I was over 300lbs when I had my son via c-section. Lost weight from nursing and was feeeling real good about myself and then I had a real bad asthma spell and had to go back on steriods and boom!!!! Instant weight gain and then some (35+lbs). I am not proud to say that I now weigh in at 326 but I am doing something about it.
I am starting the 6 Week Body Makeover. I did it before and lost 30 lbs and of course life got in the way. But now it is me-time. I have had enough of the stares and back handed compliments.It seems to some people, it does not matter all that I have accomplished in my life and what I know. They feel the need to marginalize you because of your weight. My own mother in law asks me to step out of pictures with my husband and son. Funny thing is I am a photographer, I take people's pictures all the time but have only been in a few since my son was born.
I have a issue with that but it will addressed as I go... but for now I am here to worry about me and how I can improve myself not for them--- but for me!!!
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