You’ve got questions, I’ve got answers.
I get bombarded with questions all of the time.
Some of them are just plain rude! But, me being me, I had to take the time to answer some of them too. *batting eyelashes*
But, here are some things people have asked me.
If you have a question that’s not answered here, hit me up and I’ll answer it as fast as I can.
Ok, let’s think about it. When was the last time YOU hopped on a scale and felt like you were in a candy-coated, unicorn-filled wonderland? Did you feel like wrapping your arms around it in a big, loving squeeze? Nope? Me either. So now you know. Every time I stepped off of that damn scale, I had the wild urge to chuck it under a speeding truck. I’m talking scale murder, people! I was willing to have a mugshot and everything!
Hold up, let me paint you a picture…..imagine a magical place where calories don’t count. Where you can eat an entire caramel pecan turtle cheesecake and not gain an ounce. Sounds like paradise….right? It’s a beautiful thang. Ok, ok, ok….a girl can dream can’t she? This is my hideout where I come to let it all out. I’m here to vent, kick, scream, celebrate, laugh, learn and share all of the ups and downs of losing 450 pounds and hopefully helping women discover their own dopeness!
Well, when I first started to losing weight, I was too much of a punk to get on the scale. No kidding, I had no clue where I started at first. But, shit got real when I hit my highest weight after I almost died and my mobility was shot to hell. And then, I finally mustered up the courage to get on that damn scale. BAM! It thing flashed 626.6 pounds. Can you believe that?!! How RUDE! The nerve of that thing! *eyeroll*
That damn scale was my arch-nemesis for a long time. I only remember certain times I even had the balls to step on it. At 16, I tipped it at 270. Then there’s my VFT (virgin fat territory). Don’t know what VFT is? When you start to deliberately lose weight, it’s the lowest you’ve ever get to. That magic number is 417. I’ve never dipped below 417 since I started .my mission.
So there I was at 417, right? That was doing Weight Watchers. It took me just over a year to lose about 150 pounds. Here’s the kicker – losing weight? I’ve got that down. I know how to do that. But my brain? It’s like that friend that never listens. But hey, times are changing! I’m on a mission now to get my outside vibing with my inside. It’s a whole makeover, but for my soul!
I was totally on board to get surgery, right? And, if I choose to later, I will. But, I went for a consultation and my insurance was like….”Nope, not gonna happen!” I didn’t have the money to pay for it out of pocket, so I didn’t get it. Then, I was desperate. Then, things got real. I was even going to be on the TV show My 600 LB Life. I was being filmed and everything. Yep, cameras, lights, the whole shebang. Just before I was supposed to head to Houston, I hit the brakes. And, you know what? It turns out it was the right call. That path? It wasn’t for me. This was for me. This was the path I was supposed to take. I had to get my head in the game first. I had to get my mind right before anything could happen. Now, I have.
Alright, let’s get one thing straight. I’m NOT dieting. Nope, not happening. For the longest time, I was convinced dieting was the secret sauce. Spoiler alert: it’s not! What I’m doing now is tuning up my mind, getting my psyche on point and I want the weight loss to be the by-product of my emotional healing. That’s my master plan.
Listen, here’s the deal. I’m not on a diet. I eat what I want. I knew that had to be my starting line. I was losing weight the wrong way. I was white knuckling overeating, it was like holding on to a rollercoaster with sweaty palms….NOT FUN! I was a bundle of misery. I don’t want to white knuckle it anymore. I want to reach a point where overeating is not even a issue. Sure, I still chow down on what I crave, but here’s the difference…..now I get the hows and whys of my munching and that’ll help me chill out on doing it.
Whatever I want. On most days, I’m all about those clean, whole foods. But, hey….they’re days that I want to face plant in some good old fashioned Krispy Kreme donuts and pizza. I mean, who can resist, right? The real kicker is…these days….I’m aiming to eat actual food, not just a bunch of chemicals masquerading as a meal. I’m going to space out any processed foods that I eat. I’m trying to keep it real now.
Nope! Not this time. Why? Because I’m all in. I’m willing to do what it takes to make sure those pounds don’t sneak back on. Period. That’s the whole story. Full stop!
Who? *scans the room* Me? Honey child, please! I am not a fan of intentional exercise. Scratch that! I absolutely LOATHE it! I mean, seriously, how is being on the treadmill any different from a hamster on its wheel?
I don’t….at least not the traditional workout routine. But hey, I do move more. My favorite thing to do is to turn on some music and just start dancing. I love my Wii too. Pop on a dance game….and I’m all in! Maybe one day I’ll tweak my attitude about exercising, until then, I’ll just dance my happy ass around my house and let the weight come off.
Life, plain and simple. Yeah, it sounds cliché, but after everything I’ve been through, genuinely wanting to live is what I FINALLY actually WANT to do.
MY. GOD!! My self-esteem has skyrocketed. I’m struggling to find the right words here. I’ve gone from literally loathing myself to loving every bit of me. It’s not just about the reflection in the mirror. It’s about what I see when I close my eyes and really tune in to who I am. Dude! It’s freakin’ amazeballs!!! I never imagined I would ever feel this way, and now…. I want every woman to get to feel this way!!
Oh that’s a no brainer. I’m determined to win. That may sound like a cliché, but it’s true. This feeling of certainty? It’s brand new. I used to doubt if I could ever pull it off. It all boils down to my mindset. When you’re rock solid in your belief that you’ll make it, guess what? You absolutely will! Getting to that sweet spot of confidence? Tough….but oh so worth it. And… once you do? Baaaby! You’re unstoppable!
They are constantly changing, but I have a lot. My weight goal is 175. That would mean I would’ve lost 450+ pounds. How crazy is that?
You know, I stopped cursing for a while. It wasn’t hard either. But then, plot twist….teenage daughter enters the scene. If you’ve ever been a mother to a teenager, you get it, right? *giggle*
Now I embrace it. It’s just a part of me. But hey….if I ever get the urge to stop it again…I will. Until then, fuck is sitting pretty at the top of my favorite words list. lol
Oh baby! You KNOW I can! Helping women discover the dopness that dwells within. I LOVE it. If that’s what you’re looking for, contact me and let’s get this ball rollling.
Ummmmmm stalk me? *quickly scans for the nearest escape route* Me no likey that word. How about we go with “find me”, mmmkay? Deal? Now that that’s outta the way. You can find me at any of social media page. Search for ThatDamnScale or take a peek at the bottom of this page. Easy!