Weight Loss Wednesday: The Struggles of Love

So, weight loss is hard for me because I don’t  want it bad enough. I’m just going to be honest with you, I really like me. I am not a miserable fat girl, I’m actually a really happy, really sexy, super fine… decidedly confident fat girl, who is extremely loving and kind. I have a man, I have my life, I have some money, I have friends and a successful career. Aside from health issues my weight hasn’t bothered me.  So, this is incredibly hard for me, the whole idea of getting back to the gym, eating right, and counting calories. It’s a really big pain in my ass!


Does my weight hinder my life? Sure, because I’m bigger I can’t fit in some places. I also have a hard time walking, standing, and being athletic. Because I am so unhealthy and out of shape, some “regular life” activities are harder for me to do, which is why I’m losing the weight. I would like to be able to sit in any chair and not worry about it breaking. I would like to be able to go to different sports games or concerts or theater outings… right now I can’t even fit in the chairs usually.

The problem is the want for these things isn’t larger than my love of food, or the love of my clothes, or the love of myself…