Yes, you see that right, I'm a fat girl willing to post her weight on the internet....yet not obviously with anything other than my shoes, which I'm sure many women my age have. Maybe I'm not all that willing after all. Maybe one day.
But really, who am I?
I'm thirty-one, married, and fat.
I didn't get fat over night, I got fat over marriage. I can't blame it on my children as I don't have any, or a medical problem because I have none of those that it could be contributed to either. (Although I do take Synthroid, but I don't blame my fat figure on that. I'm just fat.)
So, like many people I woke up one day and my legs hurt, my back hurt, my clothing size went from a twenty to a twenty-two, and I just couldn't take it any longer. I decided the only way something was going to get done about it was if I did it.
So I'm going to.
I weighed in today, and am going to post my weight every week. Truthfully, and even if it sucks a lot. I do this not because I think it will be an entertaining read, I need the encouragement, or want people to help me, but to make my self acutely aware of what those numbers are each and every week.
If you choose to join me, well the more the merrier. If you choose to ridicule me, fine. I'd rather it be me with tough skin than someone who is struggling with who she is. I can take it. All I ask is that you take it in return.
I'm also going to try to post websites that I'm using to help me along the way, and if you have any suggestions, please send those my way.
Be ready for blatant honesty (like the sores you get on your thighs...ladies, back me up here!) humor (of course a fat girl is going to say yes to cake, uh, hello?) and sometimes reality (what will I do if I really can't reach my toes one day?)
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