candidawn
My story starts out as most. I was always a heavy child. I'm not really sure where it came from as I was the heaviest one in my family. Even to this day my parents and my two sisters don't have an ounce of extra fat on them.
After high school I went into the Navy, I remember working hard to lose just enough weight to squeeze below the cut off line. A few years later I became pregnant with my first and then 18 months later my 2nd child. Between the two pregnancies I gained about 120 pounds in less than 2 years. During my first pregnancy I was diagnosed with diabetes that never went away and till this day 11 years later I am on daily insulin shots.
Once I was out of the military, I went to school and started working. I tried every thing possible to lose the weight. I was pretty good at losing it but had a hard time keeping it off. In 2002 I had great success with "atkins" / low carb. I lost almost 80 pounds in about 10 months time. Then in early 2003 I became pregnant for a third time and gained pretty much everything back again. Over the last 4 years I've been on again off again low carb, weight watchers, low fat.. you name it I've tried it. I do well for the first 3-6 weeks and then I'm not sure what happens, I just loose track and go back to my old ways.
I'm at a point now that it's not so much about the weight. Sure I could stand to loose a 100 pounds or so. It's all about my health. The diabetes are getting to be more out of control. Only 60 units of insulin a day and that still doesn't keep the sugar level down where it should be. I have 3 young kids. I want to be at my oldest child's wedding and my youngest high school graduation. I don't want to face amputations or loose my eyesight due to the diabetes.
The turning point for me was a few weeks ago at work.. I've been having pain in my knees, it doesn't take a rock scientist to figure out it's probably all that extra weight they have to carry around. So a few weeks ago I was at work and I had to bend down to pull a file out of the bottom cabinet. As I stood up my knee kind of gave out on me and I grabbed it and was said "ohhhh my knee" A co-worker who is 25+ years older than me, happen to come by right at that moment and she stopped and was like "What?? You can't be complaining about your knees, you're too young. Now when you get to be my age, then you're allowed to complain"
I don't know what it was about that comment. But it really hit me hard. I am only 31 years old but my body sometimes makes me feel like i'm 61.
It's time for me to loose it once and for all.. so here I am.
