My Story

I was a fat kid.  I just was.  I was a happy, well loved, had many friends, fat kid.  So this isn't something that comes from a freshman 15 or oh I had children and let my body go.  This is a life long struggle, that I anticipate will always be a life long struggle. Sigh.

I am a stay at home mom, about to turn 40, with a wonderful husband and 3 handsome, brilliant, amazing little boys.  My sons are 6, almost 3, and 1. I am busy.  Phew am I busy.  This is us:

Well, that is year ago us anyway.  We look pretty different these days, but our 2014 family pictures have gotten postponed 3 different times because we were hit hard with the flu right around the time they were scheduled.  Because, such is life.  Something is always happening, getting in the way, changing the plan.  I am learning to roll with it.  I had just had my last baby, so here I am actually about 55 lbs heavier there than I am now.  The initial weight came off and then I stuck at 212, so that is the actual starting weight I use (though 55 lbs off sounds more impressive I suppose!).

A few months after this I decided it was time. Really it was.  I was done having babies and could no longer use that as an excuse.  I want to be able to keep up with my busy boys, I want to be able to be around a long time for them, I want to run and play with them.  I used to hoist myself up off the floor from playing with them, and now I just, well, get up.  It's nice.  

So I hope to be able to share some of my journey with you.  I have gone from not being able to run for 2 minutes to being able to run for 2 1/2 hours in this past year.  I have lost some weight.  And I have a bunch more to lose.  I am worth it.  I have to be, there's a whole lot of boy counting on me.