All the Lies

I was in so much denial after I had my baby. I was bigger than I was before I was pregnant, so I started eating whatever I wanted because in my mind I was already fat. Then my husband deployed when my baby was a month old and bad habits got worse. It was an eye opener when a shirt that I had bought after having my daughter was tight. I knew that shirt was already big and then to know that it was tight when it fit fine a few months ago was an my eye opener.

I would also tell myself that I didn't have enough time, but I was just excessively procrastinating. Now I try to do something active with my daughter everyday, she loves when I run and she sits in the stroller she actually doesn't like it when I need to walk for a bit so it helps me push farther everyday. Then I do something active by myself everyday for now it's lifting weights and I love it.

AnnPT77 wrote: »

That it was OK for me to be fat because I was reasonably fit, strong, and (mostly) healthy. I read a number of things suggesting that being active was truly more important than body weight per se to health. (This may be true in a general sense, but my torn knee meniscus *is* feeling ever so much better now that I'm down 48 pounds.) And yes, I really *was* reasonably fit, strong and active, at least for my age. Still am.

That I probably had a slow metabolism. (It turns out it might actually be a little bit on the fast side for my age and such - I'm still losing half a pound or so a week at a calorie level that MFP seems to think is right on the edge of maintenance. Speculation: I may be a little more muscular than most women my age, from that activity thing, thus burn a teensy bit more.)

This! Also, that it was selfish of me to spend time on myself instead of the family members I was caring for. I had a coworker as me how I was losing the weight. I told her honestly, calorie tracking and working out 5-6 days a week. She said it wasn't worth it to her. I used to think that way too.

I used to always say, "Yeah, I'm fat, but I can lose weight whenever I want. It's not like I smoke or drink a lot of booze." I looked at it as a cosmetic problem rather than a health problem. Despite the doctor telling me my blood pressure was high and that I had fatty liver. Despite the fact that my rheumatologist told me at EVERY appointment that my knees and back would feel better if I lost weight. Despite the fact that it took me a full two minutes to catch my breath after climbing the stairs to go to bed.

Well, I was partly right I suppose. Eventually I got sick of feeling and looking like crap and did something about it. These days, my biggest health problem is that I'm constantly cold.