I'm 26 years old and married to an incredible man that I love. We have a beautiful daughter that we are raising in a nurturing home. I have a job I love and make decent money doing. Sure there are a few things I would like to change but nothing out of the question (pay off my student loans, a bigger house for our daughter to grow up in etc). There is only one thing I truly struggle with and have for the past 10 years... My weight.
I suppose I could argue that my issues with controlling my weight started Freshman year of college when I gained the traditional "Freshman 15"; however mine was more like the "Freshman 20". From there, I moved out of my parents home and slowly began eating myself to where I am now. The reason I decided to start blogging, is because I need to be held accountable. My husband always jokes because I'm always telling him when I lose weight. He says "Rae, if you lost as much weight as you tell me about, you wouldn't weigh anything". And it's true. I have no desire to tell anyone when I've gained weight but I'm more than happy to mention when I've lost a few.
01/02/12- 234 pounds
There, I said it. Ouch, that hurts my pride.
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