My story.

I've always struggled with my weight. When I was younger (and a cheerleader), I was anorexic. It started in 8th grade and last until the end of my sophomore year of high school. I can remember that I felt a little victory when I was so hungry that I would (sometimes) pass out. I literally lived off eating a baked potato every other day, and that was only if I was going out dinner with my parents.

Jumping ahead to my senior year and college years, I was pretty healthy there for a while. I ate "right" and continuously pushed myself to eat. In fact, I pushed myself so much, that I started to really really really love food. Add that to the fact that I was no longer cheer leading, and I put on the pounds. I was happy. I was in love. I was fat and in extreme denial. When I was 19, I was diagnosed with PCOS and found that losing weight was EXTREMELY hard and nearly impossible. PCOS not only caused me to gain/maintain the weight but was also one of the main reasons I have had so many miscarriages. I knew I needed to get it under control but was still in denial.


Now? I'm no longer in denial. My main motivation to lose the weight is because I want a family. B-A-D. I went to my doctor, talked to a nutritionist, and set up a plan of attack. I WOULD force myself to work out. I WOULD count every.single.calorie that entered my body. I WOULD lose the 80 pounds that I needed to, to be healthy.

Before (please no mean comments about the before I haz feelingz):

 

 

 July of 2010 (-10 pounds)

August 2010 (-15 pounds)

September 2010 (-30ish pounds): this was the first time I could see a difference in myself :)

November 2010 (-50 pounds)

December 2010 (-55ish pounds)

 

January 2011 (-60 pounds)

February 2011 (-67 pounds)

March 2011 (-73 pounds)

March 2011 (-73 pounds)

Last weekend 4-9-11 (-80 pounds)!

Good luck to any of you who are struggling. Let me know if you need any support!!