Hiding my "fat" self

I know that the title may sound a little harsh, I mean is it really nice to call yourself

fat?

Well lets get real y'all on the the health charts, I used to be considered obese. 

Not just sorta obese, I mean like I was closer to morbidly obese than I was to overweight. 

Brittany's friend Nikki, Brittany, Me, and Jerica (read more about them on why blog)

I'm going to be honest, I carry my weight extremely well. I'm about 5' 6'' and at my 

heaviest I was 180. Nobody would have ever guessed I was that weight though. I think people would have put me at 160. But I knew. I was so unhealthy. I hated my body, I remember when that picture was taken perfectly. I was between my two skinny minny best friends (who I love to death, but I mean could I get any more perfect friends?) and I felt like a cow. That was it, I was done hiding my "fat" self. 

I was sick of seeing pictures like this

I was so beyond insecure. I hated my arms and my stomach the most. UGH. 

I would hide them by posing my arm out or putting a baby in front of my gut! LOL

I would wear the same clothes because I thought those were the only things that looked good on me. 

I was sooo done. One day I just changed. I was just done with this stupid roller coaster. 

Six months later and 30 pounds gone, I looked like this.

Another 6 months and 15 more pounds gone. 

This was no sucking in, after a week in Mexico at an all inclusive stuffing my face with daiquiris and nachos :)

Another 6 months and here I am. I did something I never in a million years thought I ever thought possible, ran a 5K. No more weight loss, but damn I am in so much better shape than I was 6 months ago.

My running buddy ;)


6 months at a time, 1.5 years, and here I am. What will I achieve in 6 more months? God only knows, but I can't wait to find out!!

Anything is possible y'all!