OK, who brought the fat chick?????

Well, as I've forayed into this world of blogging, I've never really blogged about anything that meant anything to me and I wish to do so now.

As all the people in my life know, I've been fat all my life. Yep, 3rd grade on. For my friends across the pond, 3rd grade made me 7 years old as I started school when I was 4, and not the usual 5. It may not be politically correct to say I'm fat, but let's call a spade a spade shall we? I could say I'm chunky, chubby, fluffy, or sugar coat it some other way, but face it, if I sugar coated it, I'd probably eat it!

I've tried every diet under the sun. I found one that works, if I just stick with it. I first joined Weight Watchers in 1978 before my impending nuptials. That barely lasted until I got my fat ass, swathed in yards and yard of white satin down the aisle! Forget the honeymoon, man did we enjoy our groceries! I had babies, 3 of them, one after the other and gained of course with each. I did one good thing though, I didn't bring my boys up with the same bad habits I had. I taught them to eat right. They were NOT going to have the same problems mama had! I've gone to WW off and on since then. I lost 170 pounds in 1992, well beginning in 1992 of course, and decided I could go it alone from then on. I 'only' had about 70 more pounds to lose and surely I could lose it at home without paying for meetings I thought. Um, that's what I get for thinking! I gained 40 pounds the first month of doing it on my own! Talk about hard work wasted! I stayed at that weight for about 10 years though. I was happy enough. I could do all the things that previously I couldn't. I could sit in a booth in a restaurant. I could fit in an airplane seat. I could tie my shoes. I could fit in the seat of a roller coaster. I could fit in the seat at the theater...seeing a trend here? I could buy clothes in the store where previously I had to make my own. Life was good. It seemed I was destined to stay at this weight. Then the Kraut made the needle on the scale move.

Dennis and I went for a lovely visit to Alabama to visit his brother and wife, the Kraut. Louisa is the most wonderful woman you'll ever want to meet. She can sew up a storm and knit anything that resembles yarn and well she's just good at everything. Her most amazing talent is her cooking. Oh my dear can that woman cook! We were there for 5 days and I gained 9 pounds! I still dream of the schnitzel and spatzle and strudel we made and consumed. We ate German potato salad and...well we ate pretty much everything that didn't move, and a few things that did! We drank a bottle of wine every night...EACH! I also discovered Hardee's chocolate malts on this trip and had to have 2 of those each day too. I wasn't worried, after all, I'd stayed at the same weight for 10 years, this would be a temporary gain. Earth to Debby!!! It was not temporary!!! Now I'd put back on over 50 of the hard fought to lose pounds! I decided then that I should go back to Weight Watchers. Only problem was, my heart wasn't into it. Frogged around for a few years and went up and down and back up again. Finally, two years ago, something clicked. I decided it is time to take the last step of the journey. It might take me the rest of my life, but I'm ready to begin. I lost the 40 I had gained in the first month of my doing it on my own from 1992. Those pounds were much harder to get off this time!!! I then went on to tackle the 9 pounds the Kraut helped me to put on. They were MUCH harder coming off than they were going on!!! Then, the amazing thing happened this winter. I got into virgin fat territory! I was actually losing weight I'd never lost before! How empowering that was! I'm sure I'll lapse on my journey, but this fat chick is in it til the end!

This was me before.

This is me now. I'm sure you can tell by the chocolate cream pie in my hand I still have a ways to go on my journey! I am balancing it out with a diet coke though. They cancel each other out don't they??? Oh my wish me luck...I think I'm going to need it!