Sorry to Have Disappeared... - 2/13/12
Old Habits Die Hard - 12/1/11
Some Good News, an Award, and a Little Stress - 10/18/11
New Method = New Results? - 9/20/11
Happy Birthday to Me! - 8/30/11
A Loss of 14 Points?! - 6/21/11
My Own One-derland - 5/18/11
The End of Mr. Mom - 5/9/11
Darn you, Easter Candy! - 4/26/11
A Bad Week - 4/14/11
Motivation - 4/11/11
I am an adoring mother of two sons, a loving wife, and a teacher who loves cooking. I try to stay active, and like running as my favorite cardio exercise. My goal is to get down to my goal weight of 145, and to run a half marathon. In the process, I have decided to cook and review recipes from the various Hungry Girl cookbooks.
I am currently on my third and (hopefully) final journey of weight loss. My first was when I was only 9 years old. I had gotten a little chubby, and my mother decided to start counting my calories over the summer and make me lose the weight. I was more aware of what was going on than she may have thought, and unfortunately I became very self-conscious of my weight from then on. I remember returning to school in the fall hoping that no one would comment about my weight loss. To me, it was not a compliment for someone to say how good I looked. Instead, it was a reference to the fact that I used to be fat. I was horrified if anyone brought it up, and would become completely embarrassed at any mention of my weight loss. Luckily, the comments didn't last long, and everything returned to normal shortly after. Everything except for my body image. I was now aware that I had been fat, and from then on was paranoid about becoming fat again.