Kim-150
It is funny to think back to when I was in high school and college, weighing in at 130... I thought I was fat! I never in a million years would have thought that I would end up weighing twice that much! It happened little by little, a few more pounds with the birth of each child. Four kids later, it has really added up, and being that my youngest is 14, it really is getting hard to call it "baby weight!"
I want a second chance. I don't know if I deserve it, but I want it. I want to be happy in this body. I want to walk by a mirror and not be afraid to look. I want to walk up two flights of stairs without totally losing my breath. I want to fit in every ride at Busch Gardens, and fit if the smallest airline seat I can find. I want to shop in regular stores. I want to practice yoga, to fully participate without modifying the moves. I want to sit in a chair without even thinking about it, knowing it will fully hold my weight. I want to sleep at night, a deep peaceful sleep. It sounds like I want a lot of things, but they are the things healthy people have every day. If I ever get them back, I won't take them for granted.
