Someone left a precious little comment here about how they hadn't visited my blog in two years and how they were all "I bet she's still talking about fat!" And HA HA HA HA HA she clicked on my blog and whatt'ya know? I was posting about fat! hahahahhaha.
That is why I had originally started the weight loss blog. I wanted to keep my weight loss stuff separate from my personal writings to keep other people happy. But I quickly realized that I didn't have enough time in the day to update ONE blog, so having two was stressful. Also? I can write about my weightloss, or my thyroid or whatever I want to write about every day if I feel like it. I mean, I love most people that read here and would never purposely want to offend anyone, but if you get sick of what I write about, you're always free to stay away for Two Years and then check up on me and then comment to tell me how much I suck for STILL WRITING ABOUT FAT.
My life is consumed with trying to lose weight right now. I HAVE to lose weight. When I went for my appointment with my NEW endocrinologist, she informed me that I'm insulin resistant (pre-diabetic.) She prescribed me metformin (but I'm too scared to take it.) She told me that I have to lose at least 80 pounds. Diabetes runs in my family, so hearing those words was frightening. ( And don't even get me started on the heart issues.) My life has been altered drastically by this stupid autoimmune disease and I'm doing my best to deal with it. It's been the hardest thing I've ever been through. Writing it out, although I'm sure it is boring as all hell to read, is helpful to me. I know I've lost a great deal of readers because of it, but I can't worry about that. All that is important to me right now is losing 80 pounds so that I don't develop further health problems. You know?
It's been difficult. Months of working out and changing eating habits with very little results. But finally, FINALLY, things are changing for me. Weight is dropping (I'm at my lowest in YEARS-- 222 pounds, down from 237) and my body is changing in size and shape. Also, my body is getting stronger. I no longer need to run to my car to use my son's inhaler when I finish doing the elliptical. in fact, last night? I RAN on the treadmill. Granted, only for 2 minutes at a time, but still. I RAN.
Also? I sweat when I work out now. For the longest time, I wouldn't sweat. No matter how hard I worked. Then, I would sweat a little and I was so happy about that. Now? I ACTUALLY DRIP SWEAT. And? I GET SWEAT MARKS ON THE BACK OF MY SHIRT
ALSO?
MY ASS IS SMALLER. And I know this because I took pictures of it.
Before:
Current (in the same jeans.)
(still big, but smaller, but also kind of flatter and I'm not sure I like that. I don't want a flat ass! Am going to google "how to lose weight and keep your J-Lo ass RIGHT THIS MINUTE.)
(Okay, turns out it only LOOKS flat because the jeans are big. I put on my yoga pants and you can still Rest a Cup on It. Whew!)
Every single day I need motivation to keep working out, to keep eating right. Every.Single.Day. So I write about it, so I post pictures. And while I find writing things out to be incredibly therapeutic, I have to be honest and say the feedback I get on these posts help keep me going. If that makes me pathetic, so be it. I'd rather be pathetic than I would HAVE DIABETES.
Thank you for following me on this journey. It means more to me than you could ever possibly imagine.









Joy! Go you. This is awesome.
Steph