A Journey Begins

  I embarked on a new journey one year ago, and I feel like I need to share it. Everyone says I should write it down, and so I will. Perhaps I should start by introducing myself. My name is Jennifer and I'm a crazy, fun, outgoing person who's outside appearance never matched my inside. I spent 27 years of my life being extremely unhealthy and overweight, and strangely enough, I couldn't figure out why I just couldn't lose weight. Uhm, DUH! Put down the fork and go for a damn walk or two or ten.
  Back on track... (bare with me, you'll learn that I have the attention span of a squirrel and the brain capacity of a peanut)... I spent a good part of my life looking for the quick fix or following the newest fad diet. Did they work? Oh sure. For a week or two. Did I lose weight? You betcha. But it always came back. Sneaky fat it was, ninja fat; gone one day and back the next. WHAT THE HELL!? Why was it coming back? I don't understand. I ate good for a week, I even went for a walk. Why can't I now go back to eating shit and not exercising and it doesn't just stay away?! Gah. The frustration of it all. Damn ninja fat.
  Soooooo, all of these fantastic little flaws in my thinking led me to be a 27 year old, very overweight, married mother of one. When I had my son, I tipped the scales at around 260 lbs. Now, some might say that could be chalked up to pregnancy. BUT, let's be honest, SOOOOOOO not an excuse. So let me put it in better perspective, 1.5 years after having my son, I was back to my "normal" weight of around 235-240lbs. Oh yes, there ya go. Size 18-20. Sexy. Oh yeah. WHAT?! My husband is 5'11" and weighs 150lbs sopping wet. For the life of me, I can't understand what the hell attracted him to me. He must have seen my sparkling personality shining thru all the fat. HA. Seriously, back on track. So, one day last April, I looked at my son and thought to myself: I don't ever ever ever want him to be picked on for something that is my fault (i.e. "you're mom is such a fatass..." blah blah blah). Kids are cruel, we all know this. So, I'd be damned if I was going to give them ammo against my kids. Hell no. Something must be done. My husband deserved a sexy wife, I deserved to be sexy damnit! And so... my journey began.