I have been struggling with my weight for almost all of my life. Looking back, I realize that most of my weight issues were in my head. The only time I was truly happy with my weight was when I was in the eleventh grade, and I had dipped to 128 pounds. Looking back at pictures, I know now that I was actually still thin at 140, 150 and even 165. However, now as I hover around the 200 pound range, that just isn't the case. At 5'5, I am overweight (well technically by BMI standards, obese.) And I'm tired of it. My jeans don't fit correctly because my waist is proportionally larger than my hips and shirts don't fit right because my breasts are rediculously big.
My Fiance left for Afghanistan on Sunday, and I don't go back to school until January 25th. Now is the perfect time to create an exercise regiment and food regiment that I can control. I don't have to worry about cooking for anyone else or being committed to be somewhere every night of the week.
I am getting married on September 18, 2010. I don't want to be a fat bride. I'm the fat friend right now. I'm the fat sister, and the fat coworker. I'm tired of being fat.
