Hello everyone. My name is Alexandrea, and I started Atkins for the second the time 35 days ago.
At 5'0" tall, weighing 200 lbs is probably the most unhealthy thing I can do to myself. The only thing worse would be not doing anything about it. I made some New Years resolutions in 2006: (1) move out of state, (2) advance my career, (3) finally fall in love.......cheesy I know, but I have spent my life working and have never made my future with a potential partner a priority and (4) LOSE WEIGHT!!!! How many of us have made that one a million times??!!??
Well, now 18 months later, I have moved out of state, recently received a promotion that is putting my career with my company on the fast track, and I met and fell in love with the most amazing man in the world. And the best of all.....he loved me for me. He is the complete picture of health.....fit, active etc... and he loved me even though I was fat.
Which of course made it acceptable for me to continue being fat since...Hey he loved me, why change? I became more active due to his active lifestyle. And I lost 11 lbs since I moved just from the added activity and no change in my diet.
But one day we went for a bike ride through a pretty tough terraine, and I had to stop. It was the first time in my life that I felt that I was too fat to do something that I wanted to do....and all in front of my boyfriend, it was more than embarrassing. I couldn't breathe, I could hardly walk the bike up the remainder of the hill. He tried to help and I just kept telling him to leave me alone. I fought back the tears as hard as I could. My pride wouldn't let me lose it. I did finish my bike ride that day, but I broke down in the car when we got home. I cried about being fat, about how hard I had tried to lose the weight before, how I have never Not been able to do something because of how unhealthy I was. He vowed to stand by me in whatever I needed, and when I got out of the shower, he had grabbed his Atkins Book, diet journal, recipes, carb counter....everything...out of a box in our attic. He had also done atkins several years ago, and smart man that he is, he saved Everything.
Well....I read the book this time. And I am excited about the changes I have had so far. It's been 36 days. I am down 12.8 lbs, 1 pant size, gained a whole new respect for myself. I guess I had to take that bike ride to realize how unhealthy I was. As terrible as the experience was....I know that I will not have to walk the bike the next time. I know that I am not Ever to have the same feeling that I had that day. This is the promise that I have made to myself. I promise that I will be healthy.
At 5'0" tall, weighing 200 lbs is probably the most unhealthy thing I can do to myself. The only thing worse would be not doing anything about it. I made some New Years resolutions in 2006: (1) move out of state, (2) advance my career, (3) finally fall in love.......cheesy I know, but I have spent my life working and have never made my future with a potential partner a priority and (4) LOSE WEIGHT!!!! How many of us have made that one a million times??!!??
Well, now 18 months later, I have moved out of state, recently received a promotion that is putting my career with my company on the fast track, and I met and fell in love with the most amazing man in the world. And the best of all.....he loved me for me. He is the complete picture of health.....fit, active etc... and he loved me even though I was fat.
Which of course made it acceptable for me to continue being fat since...Hey he loved me, why change? I became more active due to his active lifestyle. And I lost 11 lbs since I moved just from the added activity and no change in my diet.
But one day we went for a bike ride through a pretty tough terraine, and I had to stop. It was the first time in my life that I felt that I was too fat to do something that I wanted to do....and all in front of my boyfriend, it was more than embarrassing. I couldn't breathe, I could hardly walk the bike up the remainder of the hill. He tried to help and I just kept telling him to leave me alone. I fought back the tears as hard as I could. My pride wouldn't let me lose it. I did finish my bike ride that day, but I broke down in the car when we got home. I cried about being fat, about how hard I had tried to lose the weight before, how I have never Not been able to do something because of how unhealthy I was. He vowed to stand by me in whatever I needed, and when I got out of the shower, he had grabbed his Atkins Book, diet journal, recipes, carb counter....everything...out of a box in our attic. He had also done atkins several years ago, and smart man that he is, he saved Everything.
Well....I read the book this time. And I am excited about the changes I have had so far. It's been 36 days. I am down 12.8 lbs, 1 pant size, gained a whole new respect for myself. I guess I had to take that bike ride to realize how unhealthy I was. As terrible as the experience was....I know that I will not have to walk the bike the next time. I know that I am not Ever to have the same feeling that I had that day. This is the promise that I have made to myself. I promise that I will be healthy.









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