Diary of an obese woman

Maybe that's what my title should read..because that's what I am...I am Obese.

For a long time, I tried to rationalize it, overweight, a few extra pounds....nope. Finally, I faced reality. I am Obese.

I am so far overweight that I need this awful word to describe me. I was free though, and no longer lying to myself about my health. Do I want to be Obese? no, I don't. Can I picture myself as non-Obese? No, I can't. Am I starting to have faith that I can be a healthier person? Yes, I am. Every time I do something or stop myself from doing something that I used to do, but can no longer do it. It doesn't happen every time, but I'm getting better.

I didn't get much activity this weekend. During the week, I'll have volleyball practice and walking on the days I don't. Water, water, and more water.