Goal Met! 60 pounds lighter!

In the middle of August, 2014, I weighed 260 pounds. The pictures to the left are pictures my sister took, posing with my nieces and nephew.

I think that everyone who chooses to lose weight has a moment when they decide they don't want to be heavy anymore. When I saw those pictures posted on Facebook, I decided enough was enough. During that visit, I was introduced to the myfitnesspal app. My uncle used it as a part of his recovery from a heart attack, and I was told it was a great calorie counter.

So, that's what I did. I counted each and every calorie that entered my mouth. I measured everything. I didn't cheat, not even for one day, because doing so I would be cheating myself.

Looking in the mirror now, I honestly can't believe I have gotten to this point. It didn't happen overnight, and oh boy, I had food NIGHTMARES. I would dream I would break down, and buy a whole cheesecake and just eat it in one sitting. And I would wake up, stress out about it, and then be thankful it was a dream.

But I'm not special. I'm not astounding. I don't have iron will. I didn't go the the gym once. I was just very honest with what I was eating, and I changed some habits. Smaller portions, and for the stuff I loved the most (chips) I found low calorie alternatives.

Now that I'm 200 pounds, I'm going to set another goal to get down to 185 or so. But I know I can do it now. Nothing is going to stop me!