My name is Whitney! Nice to meet you! I work full time; blog, exercise, and count calories part time; and sleep the rest of the time… (Need. More. Sleep.)
Does it freak anyone else out that the first 3 letters of the word diet spell “DIE?” Yep… basically sums up a diet right there… You’re on it for 3 days and suddenly you’re faced with the possibility of starving to DEATH! Overly dramatic? Heck no. You can only stuff down so many lettuce leaves with a 0-calorie mustard garnish to try to distract the stomach before insanity sets in… Before you know it, you’re meeting with morticians, picking out coffin fabric colors and burial plot preferences. “Gee… I think a nice view of Mr. Smith’s tombstone would be ideal.”
That there is why I had to get rid of the word “diet” from my vocabulary. It’s now banished… sunning itself somewhere on the beaches of hell, along with the words “menstruation” and “PMS.” Diets don’t work. They don’t. I should know, I’ve been on a diet since I was 7 years old… SEVEN! Weight Watchers… toting myself into class with my diaper and binky (that’s a whole NUTHER blog!) Calorie counting… what!? I could barely write my name in cursive at that point… So began my forray into “die”ting. I guess the word “die” IS appropriate in this instance, because as I dieted, I gained and gained and gained, until one day I found myself on a warehouse freight scale, weighing 530 pounds and hearing the words of my doctor, “You will die if you don’t get a handle on this,” playing on repeat in the recesses of my mind. If the object of the dieting game was to gain the most pounds… I was definitely winning. Slap a sticker on my forehead and call me Richard Simmons!
That’s basically what this blog will be about… me, losing weight while NOT on a diet. Just living my life in moderation… one day at a time… no restrictions. Of course, the disclaimer applies… I am not a doctor, dietician, certified trainer, psychologist, sewer worker, or circus freak (that last one is debatable depending on who you ask), just a girl trying to get a hold on her life, changing her lifestyle… one day at a time.
I am unique in that I had a gastric bypass surgery about 10 years ago. I was so excited to start my new life… lost about 180 pounds in the first year or so and then I gained ever pound back in the following years. I didn’t do it the right way… I thought it would be a sure fire easy fix… News flash… it ain’t.
So, I had to start over… this is my journey to lose over 300 pounds on my own… If you need a laugh, motivation, inspiration, and/or ideas… I hope you join me on my journey. I’m 228 pounds down… about 130 left to go.
A woman on a mission… and this time I aim to go ALL THE WAY!