Stone - Vivian
October 13, 2010
I’ve been overweight since the day I was born. I was a chubby baby, a chubbier kid and an even chubbier teen. My mom used to embarrass me by taking me to Sears to go shopping for clothes and asking for the “fatty” department. Remember “Huskies” and “Toughskins?” They were the mainstay of my wardrobe growing up. OH the humiliation! Around the age of twelve, I lost 30 pounds on my own, during the summer between 8th and 9th grades. I mostly stayed at a minimal weight until college and then yo-yo’d back and forth at a comfortable weight until I had kids. I had my first child, Madeleine, my beautiful girl, when I was 35. At age 37, along came my handsome boy, Peter. The combination of my body having gone through childbearing and approaching age 40 has been the toughest battle against maintaining a healthy weight. My natural physiology along with my sedentary lifestyle, have made it especially tough to get to a healthy weight.
Six weeks ago, I had been attending Weight Watchers at work, along with one of my co-workers, for 14 weeks. I had lost a grand total of 9 pounds. I was at a point where I had gained steadily for three weeks, not a loss in sight. In desperation, I sought help on the WW message boards, where I stumbled across the SOPer thread. I’ve posted every day since and have mostly stuck with the SOPer rules. This network of women across the country have taught me how to eat healthier and to be accountable for every nibble that passes my lips. I have found a support group that works. I feel that I belong, and that everyone on the thread has my back. It’s a wonderful place to be.
My goal is to lose 30 more pounds. At this point, I have lost 20. My mother passed when I was 28, of a stroke, adult onset diabetes and high blood pressure. She had me when she was 38, an older mother for the time. Even though she didn’t live to meet my husband or my kids, I know that she is smiling down from heaven watching. My goal is to be around for my kids when they have kids and not just to be watching from heaven.
Six weeks ago, I had been attending Weight Watchers at work, along with one of my co-workers, for 14 weeks. I had lost a grand total of 9 pounds. I was at a point where I had gained steadily for three weeks, not a loss in sight. In desperation, I sought help on the WW message boards, where I stumbled across the SOPer thread. I’ve posted every day since and have mostly stuck with the SOPer rules. This network of women across the country have taught me how to eat healthier and to be accountable for every nibble that passes my lips. I have found a support group that works. I feel that I belong, and that everyone on the thread has my back. It’s a wonderful place to be.
My goal is to lose 30 more pounds. At this point, I have lost 20. My mother passed when I was 28, of a stroke, adult onset diabetes and high blood pressure. She had me when she was 38, an older mother for the time. Even though she didn’t live to meet my husband or my kids, I know that she is smiling down from heaven watching. My goal is to be around for my kids when they have kids and not just to be watching from heaven.