LuvLuvLuv
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Hi, I'm Deena! I've been on the DisBoards for a few years and didn't even realize this was here! I've spent some time reading journals and thinking things through...and I think a journal could be a really good thing for me. I know some people don't love comments, but I do! They are a major source of support, and I value both positive and negative opinions/suggestions.
Current Situation:
5'2" - 185 lb - BMI=33.8
Goal:
5'6"
j/k - 135 lb - BMI=24.7
So here's my story:
(Sorry for the length, but it will help me to see where I slipped up over the years)
Growing up, I was a dancer and a softball player. On my heaviest, bloated days, I was never more than 115 lb. I never got into the drinking stuff, so the freshman 15 never hit me.
I moved from PA to KY (for a dumb boy) when I was 19 after completing my first (and only) year of college. This was my first time not dancing, playing softball, and my first experience with severe depression. I left home on a bad note, with barely any money, no clue how to cook, do laundry, survive, etc. Well he didn't have a clue either
I went from home cooked meals every night to a rotation of fast food and pizza. I also discovered caffinated, non-diet soft drinks. My father was ill and we never had salt, caffiene, major sugar, etc in our house--so I wasn't used to it--and frankly, I found it to be heaven in my mouth!
I noticed I was putting on a little weight, but luckily--it was in all the right places! My chest finally filled out and I was somewhat proportioned better than ever. I was about 125 and I was happy where I was, and I think this was the last time.
Of course that relationship didn't work out, things with my family were still rocky--so I had to get a place by myself, at 19, in a state/area I was unfamiliar with. I had no clue how to take care of myself, and I slipped up to about 135. A bit later, I entered a relationship, moved in with him and put on another 10-15 happy/unhappy pounds. It was an up and down relationship, he got on me because of my weight gain, I was depressed, things kept happening, and I left. I was back on my own, and the first thing I did was lose weight back down to 127! I had cut out soft drinks, drank green tea, ate melba toast, chicken and rice, and frozen peaches. I was also working out at the gym in my complex. Probably not ideal or safe--but I was single and on the prowl
After I lost my job due to downsizing, things got complicated. I took a retail management position that gave me messed up hours. The working out thing started to dwindle, the grabbing fast food and going out to lunch was more of an everyday thing. Before I knew it, I was 145 again.
At 145, I met the love of my life--my future husband and he thought I looked fabulous. I had only gained 5 happy pounds, and was up to 150. I thought I was going to croak when I saw the 150 on the scale. I had never imagined EVER being that big! I was happy and thought that it would come off when I wanted it to.
Then came miscarriage #1. I apparently am a pregnant woman who's body gains the second it realizes it's pregnant. I was at 165 when I lost the baby at 12 weeks. I lost the weight over the summer while playing ball and was at 150 before we left for Disney in November 2009. The DxDDP defeated me and I returned at 157. We had a great time, so I wasn't sad about it. The holidays were around the corner, and it was winter... so I didn't do much about it.
The retail job's insurance was the worst ever. It forced me to look for a "real" daytime job with good coverage. The problem was, the medical bills piled up, the new job wasn't enough money and I had to stay retail part time. Now I'm working 7 days per week with two nights after 5:30pm off. With the need to deal with every day life, chores and errands--this leaves no time for cooking, working out, or sleep. All things necessary for losing weight.
At the first of the year, I decided it was time to try to start working out on my 2 nights off. I was doing great! I was swimming every other day, walking every day and when I went to weigh myself... I had gained 2 pounds. WHAT? The next week, 3 pounds... I was pregnant. I lost the baby at 16 weeks. I was mis-treated at my doctor's office (which is another story) and they refused to do a D&C because they didn't think I needed it. My HCG levels didn't drop for 3 months. My body thought I was pregnant the whole time. Also in this time, we went to Disney to try to heal from our recent loss--and you can add another 7 pounds to the issue. At the end of the mess... I was 187. I'm still teetering around there now.
I never got back to feeling normal after the last miscarriage. I actually was feeling worse and wasn't sure of the cause. In December I was was diagnosed with Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome and High Cholestoral. I had the testosterone levels of a guy my age
So naturally I was eating, growing hair and gaining weight in places guys gain weight--I kind of look like a box with a beer belly, but I don't drink beer lol. Now I'm being regulated with medication and hoping it will all start getting better. This is my first month on the meds so I'm not expecting miracles, but hoping it will help.
I'm still working 2 jobs, and I also need to add I'm an allergic/very picky eater. I'm allergic to tree nuts, coconuts, pineapples, strawberries, zucchini, mushrooms and I have skin reactions to tomatoes but I love them. I don't like lettuce, cabbage, spinich (anything leafy), raw veggies, oatmeal, salad dressings, plus a million other things. Most diet bars, etc have tree nuts in them--and most diets include salads. Most diets also include extensive work outs... which is rough with my schedule. I wish I was making an excuse here, but seriously, all I can cut out is sleep, and I don't get enough of that anyway. Sigh. So I need to come up with a plan.
Goal:
I'm getting married in Disney, at the Wedding Pavilion on November 5, 2012. I need the weight to be off by May 1, 2012 before we go for our engagement pictures and I have to have final dress fittings. I'm not looking to be 125 again, but I would like to be 135-140 which gave me nice shaping in all the right places
So that is my goal! I've learned how to enjoy the DxDDP without being defeated. I didn't gain any weight on our November trip. Just because it's put in front of you, doesn't mean you need to wax it, lol! It's also okay to say that you don't want the appetizer. I also wore Sketcher's Tone Ups the whole time, and wonder if that helped walk the extra pounds off?? We'll see. I have trips planned for March, May and November in 2011.
I might add that since we've been together, my fiance gained 70 pounds. He has since lost 20, but is still 50 up. (Just like me) He has the time to work out, but doesn't--this frustrates me because I wish I had the time. He bought the P90X, we have a punching bag in our living room, and all kinds of little equipment pieces. I dust all of these items regularly.
Today I will be working on my plan and will update accordingly. Thank you to anyone joining along. I'm going into this knowing it won't be easy, but I know I have to try!
Current Situation:
5'2" - 185 lb - BMI=33.8
Goal:
5'6"

So here's my story:
(Sorry for the length, but it will help me to see where I slipped up over the years)
Growing up, I was a dancer and a softball player. On my heaviest, bloated days, I was never more than 115 lb. I never got into the drinking stuff, so the freshman 15 never hit me.
I moved from PA to KY (for a dumb boy) when I was 19 after completing my first (and only) year of college. This was my first time not dancing, playing softball, and my first experience with severe depression. I left home on a bad note, with barely any money, no clue how to cook, do laundry, survive, etc. Well he didn't have a clue either

I noticed I was putting on a little weight, but luckily--it was in all the right places! My chest finally filled out and I was somewhat proportioned better than ever. I was about 125 and I was happy where I was, and I think this was the last time.
Of course that relationship didn't work out, things with my family were still rocky--so I had to get a place by myself, at 19, in a state/area I was unfamiliar with. I had no clue how to take care of myself, and I slipped up to about 135. A bit later, I entered a relationship, moved in with him and put on another 10-15 happy/unhappy pounds. It was an up and down relationship, he got on me because of my weight gain, I was depressed, things kept happening, and I left. I was back on my own, and the first thing I did was lose weight back down to 127! I had cut out soft drinks, drank green tea, ate melba toast, chicken and rice, and frozen peaches. I was also working out at the gym in my complex. Probably not ideal or safe--but I was single and on the prowl

After I lost my job due to downsizing, things got complicated. I took a retail management position that gave me messed up hours. The working out thing started to dwindle, the grabbing fast food and going out to lunch was more of an everyday thing. Before I knew it, I was 145 again.
At 145, I met the love of my life--my future husband and he thought I looked fabulous. I had only gained 5 happy pounds, and was up to 150. I thought I was going to croak when I saw the 150 on the scale. I had never imagined EVER being that big! I was happy and thought that it would come off when I wanted it to.
Then came miscarriage #1. I apparently am a pregnant woman who's body gains the second it realizes it's pregnant. I was at 165 when I lost the baby at 12 weeks. I lost the weight over the summer while playing ball and was at 150 before we left for Disney in November 2009. The DxDDP defeated me and I returned at 157. We had a great time, so I wasn't sad about it. The holidays were around the corner, and it was winter... so I didn't do much about it.
The retail job's insurance was the worst ever. It forced me to look for a "real" daytime job with good coverage. The problem was, the medical bills piled up, the new job wasn't enough money and I had to stay retail part time. Now I'm working 7 days per week with two nights after 5:30pm off. With the need to deal with every day life, chores and errands--this leaves no time for cooking, working out, or sleep. All things necessary for losing weight.
At the first of the year, I decided it was time to try to start working out on my 2 nights off. I was doing great! I was swimming every other day, walking every day and when I went to weigh myself... I had gained 2 pounds. WHAT? The next week, 3 pounds... I was pregnant. I lost the baby at 16 weeks. I was mis-treated at my doctor's office (which is another story) and they refused to do a D&C because they didn't think I needed it. My HCG levels didn't drop for 3 months. My body thought I was pregnant the whole time. Also in this time, we went to Disney to try to heal from our recent loss--and you can add another 7 pounds to the issue. At the end of the mess... I was 187. I'm still teetering around there now.
I never got back to feeling normal after the last miscarriage. I actually was feeling worse and wasn't sure of the cause. In December I was was diagnosed with Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome and High Cholestoral. I had the testosterone levels of a guy my age

I'm still working 2 jobs, and I also need to add I'm an allergic/very picky eater. I'm allergic to tree nuts, coconuts, pineapples, strawberries, zucchini, mushrooms and I have skin reactions to tomatoes but I love them. I don't like lettuce, cabbage, spinich (anything leafy), raw veggies, oatmeal, salad dressings, plus a million other things. Most diet bars, etc have tree nuts in them--and most diets include salads. Most diets also include extensive work outs... which is rough with my schedule. I wish I was making an excuse here, but seriously, all I can cut out is sleep, and I don't get enough of that anyway. Sigh. So I need to come up with a plan.
Goal:
I'm getting married in Disney, at the Wedding Pavilion on November 5, 2012. I need the weight to be off by May 1, 2012 before we go for our engagement pictures and I have to have final dress fittings. I'm not looking to be 125 again, but I would like to be 135-140 which gave me nice shaping in all the right places

I might add that since we've been together, my fiance gained 70 pounds. He has since lost 20, but is still 50 up. (Just like me) He has the time to work out, but doesn't--this frustrates me because I wish I had the time. He bought the P90X, we have a punching bag in our living room, and all kinds of little equipment pieces. I dust all of these items regularly.
Today I will be working on my plan and will update accordingly. Thank you to anyone joining along. I'm going into this knowing it won't be easy, but I know I have to try!