Four fatties from the Dairy State were living in denial. Who could blame them? I mean, really, when you live in a state known for beer and cheese curds, who wouldn't put on a few extra pounds? In the spring of '11, they decided enough was enough. Fare well, fat...we're moving on to greener pastures.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
My Story...
My journey to being a fattie began 8 years ago when I quit my job to be a stay-at-home mom. The last words from my co-worker on my last day were , "Don't eat too much chocolate!" If only I would've listened! Yep, all that chocolate, fast food, lack of or no exercise has led me to today. Oh, and I did have 3 more kids. I love my body for giving me my 4 beatiful angels. I am not a hater of myself. I love me! I think I am beatiful, and I also think beauty comes from inside and pours out. I'm not being vain. God made me who I am and I want to be the best me I can be. The one thing that I feel bad or guilty about is that He gave me this body and I have not taken good care of it. And I want to be able to keep up with my kids and I want to be a hottie and someone my family can be proud of, more importantly someone I can be proud of. It is embarrassing to be the biggest girl in the room and the largest of my friends. I know if I can lose this weight, I can do anything!! My goal is to lose all my baby weight because on my 35th birthday next year I want to go skydiving.....flab free!
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I will go skydiving with you!!! Let's go on a cruise and do this during one of our port stops! ;)
ReplyDeleteI will go on a cruise too! We can pack our bikinis!!
ReplyDeleteOk, Tina, I just realized I am mentally a lot further from where I need to be than I thought I was. Your bikini suggestion nearly gave me a panic attack.
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