Hmm, well one thing your post reminds me of is the slope at my MIL's yard. It is really steep, not a hill size thing though, but I always used to walk around it, I am clumsy anyway and with the weight and lack of calf muscles I knew id twist my ankle or slip or something. The other day we were there looking at the yard work they had been doing (which btw I had to fake enthusiasm for as I have NO interest in gardening at all but I try to be a good DIL lol) and my son and grandma went down the slope to go to the back area. I hesitated at the top and my DH likes yours saw and said I could walk round if I wanted but I shook my head and went for it. If my older MIL can bloody take a slope with a 5 year old leading her like speedy Gonzales you better believe 60lbs down I am gonna follow lol.

This winter or next I want to push myself to some of the fun winter stuff people do here, sledging etc. The problem there is the weight wasn't the only thing stopping me, I am terrified of heights!

All of you BRAVO! RatPat, that is a stunning combination of things you have overcome. I think for me just going out and walking on the city streets especially passing a restaurant was a big one for me last week. Last summer I hid away in my lunchroom all summer long.

Fears conquered

- trying to get healthy AGAIN, since I've always failed in the past. Since 2/19, I'm down almost 25 pounds, and it still seems mostly surreal.
- going to a new endocrinologist - just trying to figure out what is wrong with my body. Everyone always gets frustrated and gives up on me, especially since I NEVER have all the symptoms of any condition. It is extremely crazy-making.
- putting myself of blast with EVERYONE I KNOW, both here (by making my diary public), with my doctors, and on Facebook (amazingly, I'm not getting goofball advise, mostly support, though a couple of well meaning friends telling me I don't need to weigh me food and be accountable - that just willpower and "knowing" should be enough...and that coming from someone overweight and diabetic herself!). The number of times I've tried and failed, I'm sure everyone looks at me and laughs, thinking, "there she goes again." Giving them a double or triple take has been fun.
- not giving up at the first, or fiftieth, speed bump or obstacle that pops up in my way. Giving up would be so much easier.
- attempting to jog/run. Doc told me it would be horrible on my knees, but with my stress levels, sometimes pounding the pavement was the only thing that could "beat" it out of me... I've gone through some minor injuries, some aches and pains, the mental image of a short little fat girl jiggle-jogging, and still I did it for ME! It has helped some, and I don't do it all the time, but the fact that I can, even while still Morbidly Obese, is mind-blowing.

I'm sure there are more, but these are the ones I can think of at the moment.

This isn't really a fear, per se, but something to conquer... I'm going to sign up for the Peaks to Portland race (2.4 mile ocean swim from Peaks Island to East End Beach in Portland, Maine) for next July and train for it for the next year. My "marathon."

That is awesome Knit! And Karen- so proud of you! I can't wait to see you pass that lane hogger in the race!

The Facebook diet thing is a first for me but I am opposite. This is my first go around not posting every single accomplishment, or struggle or he'll, even meal on FB. It started with me being ashamed I gained 60lbs back, then I didn't want my Advocare friends or past clients to know, now, it just feels good to keep it private. That is probably why I am over here blabbing so much. In person, there is nothing more horrifying to me then talking about my weight. And of course, the second anyone knows you are on a diet, that is all they want to talk about. Funny, online and in my head, that is all I think about.