Number One

I want to start this off by telling you three things. First want I plan on doing with this blog that way if you like it you can fallow if not you have not wasted much of your time. Second what I want from you (anyone reading) and lastly a bit of a history about me. I don't know about the rest of the world but I feel better when I know a bit about a person. The things are going to just be about my weight and body journey and not a blog verison of David Copper field. Though I will not lie a bit of life may get into this blog in the long run.

Let me start with a small what is this about?

Simply it is a blog about my weight loss journey. What I am doing to loss weight what is happening to me in real time. I have searched the web, trust me when I say this, and found that many either want you to buy and "ebook," a miracle pill or have already loss all the weight. And by lost I mean never were truly that over weight. There are of course the real people out there but they few and far between I feel. I plan on this being weekly since not much happens in a day with weight loss and if it does there is something wrong.

Second, What do I want for the readers?

I want your tips, trick, questions and own stories about weight loss. What makes you do it? What is your story? I know we all love having someone listen and help and give us a good job here or there.

Ok the long part. I have given you the what now I shall give you the why. This may run on and I would not be made if you do not read it all today but if you are going to be active at some point I suggest you read this so you get a bit of a feel for me.

I can trace the beginning of my body issues to one moment in my life. I was in sixth grade about 10. I lived with most of my mother's side of the family which included my grandmother and her sister, my "great" aunt. My cousin who is a week older then me and I were making food at about 9 pm and talking about our "race." Since we were so close in age our family always compared us. Who was taller? Who did better in school? and so on. We talked of this and my great aunt came into the kitchen. She said something to the fact of "well you are winning the race to get fatter. you see how flat her stomach is?" grabbed the little bit of fat I had on my abs and said, "You have that pouch just like your grandmothers. I never got that. you better start working out." I, of course, thought that was super rude and brushed it off. Or so I thought. I was a size 12 SLIM in girls at the time and had just moved up from a 10 SLIM. We got 12s because my legs were to long and they were baggy.

As you may have deduced I was a thin child. I was very active out from sun raise to set. I ate what ever was cooked. Now in a house of 14 people you get as much as you can fit on your plate because one servicing is about all you will get. My mother worked most nights so she was not there to explain that portion control is a good thing to start in the preteens. I ate this way for years upon years.
The Christmas of my Junior year my mother had got me jeans size 9 in juniors and I was heart broken I had gotten so big. I put them on and found that they were to big and thought that I had not gained ANY weight since size 7 was the size I had been since my growth spurt in 7th grade.
time went on and I grew lazier by the month and still ate like a horse. The end of that junior year I only wore pants and shorts that had elastic waists and thought nothing of it.

I have no self awareness and refused to be in body pictures short of homecoming and prom. That summer I also broke up with my high school sweet heart of three years and be came the mascot of my high school. Still not aware of any part of my body, minus my chest, I went to cheer camp and found that I was one of the BIGGEST girls. So I started to diet, I believe that it was a bit of depression that helped the weight loss. I went from nothing fitting back to my freshman clothes. On my graduation day I was a size 6 and my mother finally said you have lost A LOT of weight. I never put much into it until she said something and told my 5'6" 140lbs self that I would not get over 160lbs EVER.

My family started commenting on my weight loss that I had never noticed. My aunt (not the "great" one) asked if I had been put on DIET PILLS. I said kindly no just a lot of carrots and 5 hours a week in a hot suit. She did not seem to believe any of it.

Time marches on and I hit the 160lbs mark. I think I still look fine even if I was not in my priced size 7s and just said ok 190 in the new do not pass point. I passed that about 4 years ago getting to 211 and had stopped growing at 5'7". I was so depressed each time I would out grow a piece of clothing and eat more in that depression. My boyfriend at the time was a junk food junkie with me and we just enabled each other. He actually preposed to me on a cake. I was excited but really wanted to eat the cake.

I decided I had at least a year to loss the weight and started that week. I bought some healthy food and mostly my junk crap. I went dress hunting and found some great dresses but knew I would loss the weight. The year went and guess what I gained weight. I stopped weighting myself in fear of the number.

The marriage came and went too. I started to hit the gym and started P90X with my brother and got down to 200, but started dating my current boyfriend and we moved in together. I had to save my money for bills and gas and back to the junk food for the first few months. That and just plain HAPPY Weight.

WHAT GOT ME STARTED AND MOTIVATED...

In October of 2010 my cousin (the one from my first story) got engaged and acted my to be her maid of honor. I gladly start yes and thought of when I was a dama in my other cousin's quinceanera. I was the FAT girl and didn't not want this again. So I started to ease into weight loss. I worked out 3 days a week, and still ate crap just less. I gave myself the leway of 3 months until the 1st of day 2011. After that it was HARDCORE all the way.
The first came and went and I started the first strong and found I was starting to fail as I had before. I told myself I could not fall into this AGAIN so I decided to start a point system like weight watchers. But EVERYTHING has points and you earn them, I will post that later.
Since that time I have been losing weight like crazy, I lost 10 lbs in January and have not yet weighted myself for this month, (That will come soon) but it was some where around 7lbs two weeks ago.

WHAT IS YOUR WEIGHT GOAL?
I never really had a number goal more like a happiness factor goal. I want to fit into those size 7s (new ones of course) and have that little bit of pudge. LOL None would be better but a little is okay too. If I had to put  a number on it 125 it perfect for me not to thin or thick but we will see.

WHEN DO YOU PLAN ON MEETING THIS GOAL?

My first plan was my cousins wedding Jan 15, 2012 but now I am looking more towards my birthday October 6th. It is the big 25 and I would like to be proud of those pictures and feel like the pretty girl not the fat friend. My boyfriend is behind me and lets me play fashion show all the time. I am trying to not buy clothing until I with at least a size 9 but every thing is getting so loose which is awesome.

So that is my epic tale. If you have any questions please feel free to ask. I will be posting the point system most likely tomorrow. My question to you is what is your goal? Weight loss? Muscle gain? To tone for the summer? Or what ever else it maybe.

GOOD LUCK TO ALL! You can do this!