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Buddyslim.com is somewhere where I can (finally) publicly post my wins and losses with the everlasting battle against fat.  A place where I can reflect on my past thoughts, future dreams and current frustrations about dieting/losing weight/manning up, etc…  The spot where I can, hopefully, return to one day and feel proud that I did it the healthy way.

Past:

Getting teased throughout High School is what started the war against being fat.  I honestly don’t remember what the smallest size I was into during this time period, but the number 13 seems to have followed me from sophomore year to present day.  (hey, at least I maintained my weight through the years!).  In college I blew up from consuming over-the-top amounts of alcohol.  My mother correctly describes those days as my ‘bloated’ years.  After college I slimmed down considerably, but that was due to an unhealthy lifestyle of not knowing where my next meal would come from and consuming laxatives on a daily basis for almost 2 years, which subsequently screwed up my body…but damnit, I looked good! I was down to a size 10 (so close to single digit sized pants, yet so far away).  At the age of 28 I became pregnant with my daughter.  I gained a little over 50lbs and only lost about 20lbs of the baby weight.  Two years later I was back above 200lbs and delivering my son.  After, once again, ballooning up past my physical comfort level I started taking the best diet pill known to man. I wish I could share the name of the diet pill, but I’m not even sure the name.  These beautiful pink magic pills came in a clear prescription bottle with a red cap.  I clear plastic film was sealed over the top.  No labels, not return address, nothing.  Friends joked that there should’ve been a skull and crossbones label on it…but once again, I was down to a size 10 (about 2 years ago).  Minus frequent heart palpitations and sleepless nights, I felt great and I got back into the same size 10 jeans I’ve carried with me throughout my early adulthood life.  Since then I’m back in the 13-14’s.  I can’t blame love, stress or new employment on the recent weight gain.  I can only blame myself.

Goals: 

To get into those size 10 jeans that Jen, a girlfriend of mine, said made my ass look perfect.  Surely I’d love to lose weight, but moreover I’d like to learn to live a healthier lifestyle.  Learning to read labels properly, picking out healthy food and most importantly, create a foundation of healthy eating and living for my two children.

Obstacles:   

Fast food.  Fast food has always been one of my biggest pitfalls.  It’s cheap, it tastes good with little preparation and clean up.  Biggest craving: Chicken
Sandwich from Burger King.

Alcohol.  Thankfully, I kicked my boxed wine habit but I still drink more than the average person.  Not necessarily in the amount of alcohol I consume but the number of days I drink.  I have to realize that 1 drink per day is better than 3-4 drinks per day.  After that, I’ll be down to 1-2 drinks per weekend.  (this is a process…nothing will change overnight).

Prepackaged Meals:  I’m a full time mother and employee.  I don’t have the energy, nor the time, to prepare a 3 course healthy meal when I get home every night.  I tend to use the prepackaged meals (Mac-n-Cheese, frozen pizzas and hamburger helper) as a crutch to get my children’s tummies full while trying to save an hour or two of ‘me time’.

Closing:

Wish me luck.  “The only thing I have control over is what I put in my mouth”.