Fatty 3

Like it is said, a picture can say a thousand words……or a couple hundred pounds.  In any case, there is no hiding from a photo.  A photo is very blunt in it’s evaluation of the physical form, and it’s usually only after I see a photo of myself that I acknowledge what 173.5 pounds really looks like on a 5 foot 1 inch frame.  Thank goodness I am one of the statistical norms who gains weight in accordance to her friends and family, so I’m not alone in my extra fluff.  Unfortunately for Fatty 1 and Fatty 2, I am probably the weight gain nexus of our group.  I start the upward trajectory, and being the good friends that they are, they eventually succumb and follow after.  However, I do have my good points.  A number of years ago I suggested that they join me as I started my 17th attempt at Weight Watchers.  Lo and behold they agreed, and over the next few years we all maintained a healthy eating and exercising lifestyle.  We lost weight and got in great shape…..and maintained it for some time.  Then, as will happen, the weight came back on.  For me, it was having breast reduction surgery and a tubal ligation in a period of two weeks that set me off.  I think it was the emotional hit of all of that (which would be a blog in and of itself), and the hormonal shifts that went on that sent me off the proper eating path.  It started with peanut M&M’s while I was home recouping from the surgeries.  Alot of peanut M&M’s.  I also stopped working out because I was told that I couldn’t for the first six weeks, which turned into a year and a half.  So, after working so hard to lose 60+ pounds, I gained back 40 before I put on the brakes.  Between then and now, I’ve started and stopped several different eating/exercise programs.  I took off 20 pounds going to OA; gained 10 back.  Now I’m here at 173.5 and looking to get back to where I once belonged.  I’m hopeful that being able to do this thing with my friends, we’ll all be able to get back on track.  It is the beauty of our friendship.  There is usually at least one of the three who is motivated and providing the good example for the other two.  So, if nothing else, we shame each other into better behaviours.  Ultimately, more than just the aesthetics of losing a few pounds (which, believe me, is a motivation – I can’t lie), I want us to be healthy.  To eat better and enjoy the benefits of not carrying around so much weight. 

 So it begins……Again.

The Before Photos