60 pounds gone FOREVER!

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My heaviest was 320 pounds, currently I am at 260 and I am freaking proud of that number! I have been overweight pretty much my entire life and have tried everything you can think of to lose weight. Finally I have a healthy relationship with food (yes I have days where I want to destroy a whole pizza and bag of Hershey's with almonds). My husband has been my biggest supporter in all of this.

Let's go back a few years. One of the moments in my life that was the most embarrassing was when I couldn't fit on a roller coaster (And I wasn't at my biggest). I was mortified. After that you would have thought I would kick things into high gear and lose the weight, nope! Not me. I just ate my pain away and continued to get bigger. I still thought I was doing good because I "worked out". Yeah, well you can't out train a bad diet. The years went on and I got bigger. Friends would want to go to amusement parks and I would use the excuse that I hated them and didn't like waiting in long lines for a 30 second ride. I had an excuse for everything.

So since the roller coaster experience wasn't enough to motivate me, another horrible thing happened. On a flight to Chicago for my dad's retirement I could hardly fit on the plane! I refused to ask for a set belt extender and instead was lucky enough to hide my unbuckled seat belt under my shirt the whole flight. By the time I landed in Chicago I has lost all feeling in my right leg because the arm rest had dug into my hip. When it came time to go home back to Texas, I was lucky enough to have my aunt and uncle who drove from Texas to Chicago willing to drive me back. I opted for a 16 hour drive instead of a flight for a few hours because I was scared of not fitting on the plane.

In 2010, I got too big for my Sheriff's uniforms and was tortured everyday for 8 hours wearing pants that were too small. I had to take frequent breaks to the bathroom to let my fat breathe. It sucked!

The breaking point: March 2011 (Again, couldn't fit in a plane) I got married to the most amazing man ever! He loved me at my biggest and still wanted to marry me. We eloped and the dress I wore that day was so tight I could hardly breathe. We lived apart for the first 5 months of our marriage and during that time I got up to the 320 pounds that I was. I couldn't believe he still loved me.

I decided in September 2011 that enough was enough and started using MFP. I quit my job in Texas to move to California to be with my husband and didn't have a job, so I made the gym and focusing on my nutrition my job. It was hard at first. I had more slip up's than I care to mention (I am a food addict). I would feel an ache in my body and used that as an excuse not to workout. I was the queen of excuses. I really started to get serious with everything in June 2012. Every single step of the way my husband has been there to cheer me on and hold me accountable. The dress I wore for our wedding last year no longer fits! I went from a size 26 pants to a size 22 with extra room (I'm in between sizes right now). The best thing... I FEEL AWESOME! People who haven't seen me in a while are shocked at how much weight I have lost and they always ask me "What's your secret?" When I tell them healthy eating and exercise they get a deer in the headlight look, as if waiting for me to tell them about some miracle shake or pill I've been using. I love it!

I still have a long ways to go. Right now my goal is to get down to 180 pounds, depending on how I look there we'll see if I want to go lower. To be honest, I love curves. I can appreciate a woman who has muscle and looks like she can kick major *kitten*, but for me I'm thinking of a softer look. But then again who knows!

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