This is my cousin and me. I think I was a normal sized child until…

... I just wasn't. My mom says even as a baby, the ladies at the nursery school said I was always trying to eat the other baby's solid food when I was still supposed to be drinking formula. It didn't really catch up to me until I started school, I think.

I couldn't find many pictures from this time. I was awkward from about 6 until 17. I call these the "Bobby Hill Years" since I looked like a girl version of that character from King of the Hill.
I was varying degrees of awkward and chubby through middle and high school until my senior year.

I think i was about 230lbs here. Picking up trash! Key Clubbers represent! Note to former self: Hiding behind that tree isn't working.
And then, in the corse of only a few months that spring, I lost about 30lbs by exercising consistently (like, 3o minutes a day. Nothing crazy.) and skipping lunch. Oh, the logic of high schoolers.

This is from our Europe trip after vacation. I chose it because this is probably the last time in my adult life I wore shorts in public. I was probably about 200lbs here. Oh, and why am I making that face? Because I'm 17 and that's what bratty teenagers do!

This is from the same summer. I think I maintained around the 200lb-mark by exercising and awkward eating.

New Years 2004 - I had gained the Freshman 10, but that's what God invented shapewear for, right?

2006 - Hanging out condoms at USC. I hovered between 205 and 215 for most of college until after two relationships ... love eating! and then hate eating! took its toll on me.

New Years 2007 - And so, despite being a dedicated gym-goer, I was back at 230. Yes, that double fisting alcohol drinks probably had something to do with it.
I worked out really hard that last semester in school, started eating vegetables, but still continuing to binge eat and drink.

By the time I graduated I was about 220. But very, very tan! A common theme of these pictures is how short I look compared to everyone else. I'm 5'4.
And then everything changed. I met Carlton, and I thought, “Holy !@#$, I have to be perfect for this perfect person.” And I exercised a lot and monitored my eating, and it was easy because I was so head over heels and everything about life seemed easy then.

September 2007 - About 205.
I moved to Florence to start my first real job and kept working out consistently, but not really pushing myself. I became comfortable.

215 - I wanted to at least maintain the weight I was at, but as a person with Food Issues, usually that involves flipping between eating too much and then not enough and then obsessively working out, rather than eating and working out like a normal, sane person.

August 2008 - Maybe the last time I ever wore my skinny jeans, but still probably about 205lbs.

About 200 - In the fall of 2008, I started taking Wellbutrin as a way to curb PMS symptoms and generally deal with other parts of life that weren't perfect. Unfortunately, it didn't really help me with that but it did cut my appetite. I lost weight without really trying.

Winter 2009 - 240ishlbs - Unfortunately, after stopping the Wellbutrin, I promptly gained 40lbs in 3 months.

May 2009 - About 225lbs - For the past two years, I pretty much just crash-dieted for events or trips. This was for my trip to visit Tiffany in Chicago. I still worked out, but I also laid around and felt sorry for myself a lot. Even though I was working out, I wasn't very active.

Once I found out I was going to Jubilee, I stopped trying to lose weight at all. My logic was that I would be living on a farm, doing more physical activity and eating more vegetables, so I would for sure lose weight there. I think a lot of people think that.

But, I was wrong. There was more physical activity and there were more vegetables. There was also a lot of eating. Good, wholesome eating and also random, snacky eating. Plus, I was so freaking happy to be there and so stressed about everything that was happening at home, that I had every reason to emotionally eat. I'm so happy! Ice cream! I'm so sad! Fresh baked bread!
When I came back from Jubilee, I immediately lost about 10lbs just from being able to work out consistently and not having oven-baked carbs around all the time. I’ve worked out like a maniac in the last 7 months because I was trying to get rid of the weight that I’ve gained in the past year, and also because working out makes me feel less stressed. It seems like every day there is a new reason to fret, and for some reason I have given myself the excuse to snack those feelings away rather than deal with the root causes.

So today, I weight about 245lbs. I think that so much working out has kept me in "pretty good shape" for an almost 250lb person.

And like I said before, I think that I still look good most of the time. I don't want to be 245lbs forever, but I don't hate myself.
I don’t think that strangers will be surprised that I’ve revealed my weight here, but I think friends and family will be surprised. But, like I said before, I’ve decided to be good at weight loss this time and everyone has to start somewhere.
Have a great weekend, everyone! I’ll be on the beach with my crazy friends, devising a new plan of attack for weight loss, life and this blog. What are your plans for the weekend?