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I joined a gym. Apparently I really needed to do that.
We went today for the first time. I did pretty well, but I'm clueless. Chris led me around pretty well and I tried a few different things. I didn't leave the gym feeling like dead weight, I was actually kind of pumped. That excites me. We go in and while I'm making dinner, he showers and weights himself. Then he goes up and makes a chart for us to track everything. After dinner, I shower and weigh myself. First time I've been weighted in at least 4 months, maybe a little longer. And I wanted to cry.
194.5 lbs
I haven't been this big in a long time. I HATE this. I'm trying to keep my diabetes in control, which means more insulin, which puts weight on me so fucking easily. Hey, why not eat better??? One thing at a damn time, please. I'm trying. We're broke, my food stamps are down to nothing and my unemployment is still up in the air, and we just won't be able to afford all the snacks and shit.
At my lightest, when I went into DKA, I weighed in at the hospital at 129 lbs. My husband missed my boobs, my mom said my butt was gone, and the rest of my family thought I had an eating disorder. So me at a size 5 is too skinny. I'm aiming for maybe 150ish. So, 45 lbs. That sounds like soooooooo much. It's kind of scary.
So, I'm going to try and make myself accountable. So hopefully you will see progressively lower numbers here each week. Hopefully.
And for reference, here I am in Dec 03, 6 months before I went into the hospital. I think I weighed somewhere between 140-150.
Here I am literally a month after I went into the hospital. I had gained 5 pounds.
And this was us in September
We went today for the first time. I did pretty well, but I'm clueless. Chris led me around pretty well and I tried a few different things. I didn't leave the gym feeling like dead weight, I was actually kind of pumped. That excites me. We go in and while I'm making dinner, he showers and weights himself. Then he goes up and makes a chart for us to track everything. After dinner, I shower and weigh myself. First time I've been weighted in at least 4 months, maybe a little longer. And I wanted to cry.
194.5 lbs
I haven't been this big in a long time. I HATE this. I'm trying to keep my diabetes in control, which means more insulin, which puts weight on me so fucking easily. Hey, why not eat better??? One thing at a damn time, please. I'm trying. We're broke, my food stamps are down to nothing and my unemployment is still up in the air, and we just won't be able to afford all the snacks and shit.
At my lightest, when I went into DKA, I weighed in at the hospital at 129 lbs. My husband missed my boobs, my mom said my butt was gone, and the rest of my family thought I had an eating disorder. So me at a size 5 is too skinny. I'm aiming for maybe 150ish. So, 45 lbs. That sounds like soooooooo much. It's kind of scary.
So, I'm going to try and make myself accountable. So hopefully you will see progressively lower numbers here each week. Hopefully.
And for reference, here I am in Dec 03, 6 months before I went into the hospital. I think I weighed somewhere between 140-150.
Here I am literally a month after I went into the hospital. I had gained 5 pounds.
And this was us in September