My name is Danielle, and I am obese. At least, according to BMI charts, where I fall into the dreaded 30+ range.
The trouble is, I don't feel obese. Half the time, I can even feel good about myself. Since 2009, I've been steadily gaining this surplus of weight. Back then, I felt fat but little did I realize I was at a healthy weight. Now I wish I could be that weight again. I'm going to do my damndest to make it happen, starting with this blog to keep myself accountable for that goal.
At 263 lbs, I am 100 lbs above where I used to be, and where I should be. Chairs are starting to become too small for me. It's crying shame when I try to shop for clothes. I see pictures of myself and can't help but cringe. Most of all, I'm worried about the chest pains that are starting to frequent me, and the troubling symptoms of diabetes.
I begin this journey with no expectation for a miracle pill or other gimmick. It will mean trying to give up delicious, delicious fattening foods, and also trying to get my fat ass up and moving a bit more often. This is the honest look at where I need to begin. I hope that within months I can see change, and within a year perhaps I'll even reach a much better weight. And I hope that if I do manage to succeed, I will not forget to maintain that weight, and not take it for granted again.
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