Christmas was the final straw. I thought I went to a party looking like a foxy "Mrs. Claus" and then I saw this photo. Seeing it was a reality check, for sure. Look at those boobs! Look at those arms! Look at that invisible waistline! I have to face it:
I'm fat.
So three weeks ago I rejoined Weight Watchers ("WW") to work my way back to my goa weight of 150. It was a relief, actually. My eating had gotten out of control with travel and the holidays. And, (Tada!) it worked: I lost 7.3 pounds my first week back!
I also went way out of my comfort zone and joined Planet Fitness.
Which I love because it's a "no judgement zone".
There are people working out there of every age, shape and size.
My kind of place!
I always hated gym class in school, which is probably how I ended up fat. Running the track was my idea of hell. But as of week #3, this gym isn't so bad. I can exercise, or not, and work at my own pace. I usually do 2 miles on the treadmill at a fast walk (3.0 mph) and then some circuit training and stretches. I'm lucky here too: DH is my personal trainer!
I've been going to the gym 3-4 times a week for the past three weeks and finally eating right - lots of chicken and fish. Tomorrow is weigh-in day at Weight Watchers. I'll let you know how I do.
Meantime, hope springs eternal!
Do you have to work hard to maintain a healthy weight or does it just come naturally for you? Have you found that the older you get, the harder it is to lose weight? Or, like some of my friends of a certain age, have you reached the point where it just doesn't matter and you've accepted yourself at whatever size you are? I'd love to hear how others cope with "feeling fat". Is it just me?
Yours in Bumble Bee Snack Packs!
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