My bad! ....do people still say that?

It has been a very, VERY long time since my last update.

My apologies. I will try to be better, but I make no promises. Why set myself up to fail? ha!


Since my last post, I have completed my 90 day supervised diet, and lost a total of roughly 40 pounds since the start of my journey. Feels pretty good!

At the end of October, my surgery was scheduled for 12/29.  It feels so far away, but we all know that this time of the year goes faster than any other.

When I am thin I will (FILL IN THE BLANK).

So, I got to thinking.....

What are the things I don't do now, because I am fat, that I plan on doing or will be able to do when I am not fat.

1. Have my husband pick me up.
2. Ride the rides at the amusement park.
3. Cross my legs.
4. Run. Without feeling like I am going to die. And without stares.
5. Buy my clothes in a "regular" store.
6.

I am going to keep this list going as I think of more.  Feel free to comment with your suggestions.

Day 42! 6 week check in.

Today is day 42 of the 90 day supervised diet that my insurance requires, in order to cover my weight loss surgery.
Only 48 days to go, and super close to the half way "hump."

A few stats:

Starting weight - 280.2
Current weight - 262.2

That is an average of 3 pounds per week ....
 or .43 lbs a day
 or  12,9 lbs a month.

I will take it!

Currently I am really monitoring the number of carbs that I consume. No more than 120 carbs a day,  Since that isn't very difficult, I've also been trying to make better choices with those 120 carbs.  I mean, I *could* eat 120 carbs worth of candy bars...

My new beginning?

I don't know if I will ever even make this public....
I don't know if I will ever let anyone else read this...
I do know that I will want to look back on these posts as my journey continues.

So, just in case I do share:

My name is Heather.  I turned 35 2.5 months ago.
I go by many names:  Mom. Heller. Hubba.

I work full time, at a desk. 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.  I also sit/lay around for about 90% of the rest of the time.

You see, I am fat. Not chubby. Not just pudgy.

I am fat.

A few months ago, I went into my primary care physician. Of course, the FIRST thing they do is weigh you, and I wanted to hide. 282 pounds.

Yes. 282 pounds.

I still don't know why that is so shocking to me. It wasn't a secret that I am fat. My clothes don't really preform magic tricks. There are no smoke and mirrors creating any magical illusions. I am fat.

I have decided that I can't do this on my own. I have tried. LORD knows I have tried. I have tried many diets, pills, workout routines....I always fail.

So, I made a decision, and next week I have an appointment scheduled with a weight loss surgeon.

I am excited. Nervous. But mostly, excited. I feel like I FINALLY have a chance. I will finally have the tools I need to get healthy.
For me. For my husband. For my kids. My mother. My sister. My friends.

I will update on Wednesday, what I hear.  It is supposed to be a three hour appointment, so I am sure there will be lots to talk about!