by Drama Queen » July 3rd, 2006, 10:23 am
I have re-discovered a favorite pastime....Shopping and buying new clothes!!!
I have always loved shopping and fashion. For years, while I lived and worked in NYC, My best friend was a Fashion Designer. He helped me lose my College weight (40 lbs.) and coached me on a diet in the 80's that got me down to a healthy Size 6-8. At 5'9 in NYC and weighing in at 130 lbs. people used to stop me on the street to ask me if I was a model. Clothes shopping was a dream...everything fit and everything looked great.
Then I had a year from HELL...tragedies struck that knocked me on my butt. I slipped on the steps coming out of my apartment bldg. and severely broke my foot and dislocated my ankle which put me on crutches for 6 months and ended my running career (I was running 4-6 miles a day), my boyfriend of 10 years broke up with me, I lost my job, I got a new job with a Boss from Hell, and then I lost my Father from a heart attack when he was only 66 years old.
Eating became my friend and comfort for the pain I was dealing with emotionally. I then moved from NYC to Utah in 1991 and my eating and weight spiraled out of control. I slowly added on more weght each year. My dear friend, the Fashion Designer, contracted Cancer and died at age 43. I was devastated. I put on more weight. This past September when I turned 54, I resigned myself to the fact I was going to be heavy the rest of my life. My legs and ankles ached and the pain from the arthiritis I had developed from my broken foot/ankle injury was getting worse every day.
And then shopping gave me my ah-hah moment. This past January I was putting on my size 18 jeans and realized how tight and worn out they were. I needed a new pair so off to the Mall I went shopping. I took a stack of size 18 jeans to the Dressing Room. None of them fit! I couldn't zip them up. Some I couldn't get over my thighs. I needed a larger size. I needed to try on the size 20 jeans, maybe even the size 22's. I burst into tears in the Dressing Room. How had I let myself get into this kind of shape? Why had I done this to me? Was I only going to continue to get bigger and bigger each year? I composed myself, put all the jeans back, left the store and vowed never to buy a pair of size 20 jeans. I was going to do something about this.
I took to the internet and started researching diets and weight loss plans. I stumbled upon the Medifast site and something in the success stories resonated with me. I thought, I think I can do this. I ordered my first 4 week variety pack, set a goal of losing 60 pounds and thought, I hope this isn't a waste of money. I'm a very picky eater and my fear was I was going to hate the products.
My food arrived and I was pleasantly surprised by how good everything tasted. I was on my way. I started MF at 208 pounds on January 22nd and have not looked back. I find the program extremely flexible to my schedule and lifestyle. To date I have lost 54.6 pounds and I am only 5.4 pounds from my 60 pound goal and transitioning to maintenance.
This past weekend I went shopping to buy, you guessed it, a new pair of jeans. My size 10 jeans I bought the end of May were getting a little baggy. In to the Dressing Room I went with stacks of jeans. They all went on easily. Now I just had to decide which ones I liked best. I treated my self to a pair of Tommy Hilfiger jeans in a size 6 and a pair of Polo by Ralph Lauren jeans in a size 8. (I'm always amazed how different sizes are between designers.) I remembered my promise, "I'm never going to buy a pair of size 20 jeans" and recommited myself to it!!!
Oh, and did I mention, I love shopping!!!
Start Date 1/22/06
Age 53 / Height 5'9"