The journey of a thousand pounds begins with one cheeseburger

Well, here goes nothing.  I'm about to violate one of the most sacred rules of being a fat lady.  I'm going to publicly admit to my weight to the universe (stop sniggering.)

You may be asking yourself why I'm doing this.  The fact is, I've been big my entire adult life, and most of my childhood as well.  I've always been a relatively active person, and never felt like my weight held me back.  The major glaring exception is that it's ridiculously difficult to date a normal guy when you're not hwp.  Seriously.  I cannot tell you how many freaks, losers, fetishists, etc. I've managed to pick up along the way.  But more on that later....

As those who know me already know, I am not one to commit to things easily.  But the one thing I am making a promise to do is to face this journey with honesty and the honesty must come from the beginning. It's already been uncomfortable, and I expect that there will be tears, laughter (especially when my trainer starts trying to get me to do crazy bendy shit), and at the end of the day I'm going to go to bed in a sweat-stink exhaustion knowing I did my best to realize my dreams.

Ok, so now you may be asking how I plan to go about all of this hope-y changin'?  Well, 2 weeks ago I joined my local 24-hour fitness and started with a trainer.  I figure if I can put myself in permanent debt with student loans to improve my mind, I need to be willing to make some kind of $$ investment in my body (in a healthy way).

To answer the original question, I am doing this because I want to live.  Earlier this year, I was diagnosed with uterine cancer, which, in my case, was mostly likely brought on by my weight.  I absolutely regret not taking better care of my body when I was younger.  At the same time, I can't live my life with regret.  There's only forward movement in life.  Like stagnant water, a life stood still just festers and grows stinky stuff.  So here goes nothin'!

The Agenda: become half the weight I am today in the next year to year and a half.
The Action Plan: sweat. a lot. everyday.

And now, what you've all been waiting for *dramatic pause*

*drum roll*


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*drum roll*


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*big breath in*


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*more drum roll (including soft cymbals and maracas)*


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My current weight (ok, current as of a week ago when I was weighed at the gym).....405lbs.  (Jesus H. Christ.  Where the fuck did it all come from!?!?)


*runs and hides in the corner*

Now to muster the courage to link this to my FaceBook....