My Story

I have always been a curvy girl, or as many has said "bigger boned". That being said I have always been an athletic girl. I have always played sports and danced. One thing that really has always been out of control for me is food. I thought I could eat whatever I want and keep in shape. Wrong!

I grew up feeling extremely self conscious about my weight and size. Being the tallest sister with the most curves was a hard pill to swallow. I never realized that I wasn't over weight growing up. I just had an extreme skewed view of myself. So when I really started to get bigger, my mind always thought I was that way.

I stayed small through the first 2 years of college and then the weight piled on. I got married and even more weight piled on. I was up to my highest number in my life and realized I couldn't live like this anymore.

So I got the Jillian Michaels 30 day shred and worked my butt off. I lost a lot in inches and found my love for exercise again. I craved more. I wanted to be the healthiest I had ever been. So I got a personal trainer (when we had money, ha!) and I worked hard.

I ate extremely clean and only had one cheat meal a week. I exercised 6 days a week and was dropping weight and gaining muscle like crazy. I ran my first 5K, I almost had a 6 pack, was at my lowest weight since high school and felt great.

Then, I got pregnant. I was ecstatic. I wanted a healthy pregnancy. I wanted to be the one who worked hard and bounced back. I made it up to 20 weeks working out 5-6 days a week and had only gained 8 pounds by 22 weeks being pregnant. My body started going into preterm labor and I was put on bedrest until I was 35 weeks pregnant. By the time I was able to get moving again I was so big I couldn't do much. I walked and walked but it didn't undue any damage that was already done. I was 50 pounds heavier. 194 pounds.

How did I ever let myself become this big? How did I throw out everything I had educated myself on about food just because I was stuck on the couch? Don't get me wrong, I love a good treat but I indulged every.single.day. Why oh why?

My baby is 5 months old and I have lost 13 pounds all at home. I have had to go in and out of exercising due to nursing and injury but I am back at it full swing. I was not one of those lucky girls who just gained a bunch of baby weight. I gained real weight that is making me work hard to get off. Lesson learned the hard way.

So here is my journey to lose the weight, again!

Graduation trip 2007

College 2008 

Cruise 2009 

Engagements 2010

Christmas 2010 at my heaviest prepregnancy

August 2011 During my 30 days

Dec 2011 Cruise. Sorry for all the cruise pics but these are the only ones I got at my fittest. 

And then September 2012 6 days before my due date.

This is me Jan 2013. I have been working hard. The number on the scale doesn't reflect all my hard work but things are changing I tell ya! 

I obviously don't consider myself fat. I have to rid that word from my vocabulary. I am out of shape and not confident with my body. So all I can do is work hard to make a change.