I'm not ready to share publicly my starting weight. I'm not sure if I ever will. But it's more than most NFL Linebackers. It's enough to make horseback riding impossible and enough to make sure I never go skydiving or parasailing or ziplining. Not that I want to do any of those things but I want that decision to be mine, not determined by my size.
These photos make me really sad...because I don't see this person in the mirror. I don't necessarily see a thin person in the mirror either but I don't see someone this obese. These photos were taken at times that should have been amazing memories - vacations to DisneyWorld and Antiqua, a trip to the apple orchard. And all were great memories - but the photos make me feel sick.
I'm so ready to not be the largest person in the room. So ready to not be worried about how big my butt is. So ready to not be embarrassing to my kids because of my size.
It drives me insane when I hear very thin people say how fat they are/feel. I swear to you, walk one day in a persons shoes who is morbidly obese and you'll never ever utter those words again.
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