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What my 120b weight loss teaches about impatience.

In: fitness

For many decades I was classed as morbidly obese.

I wore a size 24 pant and a double or triple XL top. Some of you will know the heartache of trying on clothes in the big and tall store only to find them boxy, one dimensional and well…tragically unflattering.

When I lived in Ohio, I mostly shopped at Big Lot’s in the Mens double XL section.

Yep…it was pretty dire.

After my pregnancy I only got bigger…I started my pregnancy at 250 pounds and simply ballooned.

6 months after my son’s birth, I topped the charts at 305 lbs. My very own personal worst.

I would heave myself off the couch and be left breathless at the top of staircase but I kept on eating to numb the pain.

It was shortly after that I hit my lowest point.

I was at a bar on vacation with some friends and we went to sit on the outdoor patio. The sun was shining, we had our drinks and the view of lake was enticing…we all grabbed our chairs and sat down.

At least, everyone sat down…but me.

I realized, with sheer mortification, that my hips were so wide I could no longer fit past the arm rests. I couldn’t even squeeze or shimmy my way in. If I forced it, the chair would LITERALLY be stuck to my ass.

And so I stood. Pretended I wanted to watch the lake, that my back was sore, that I had “sat all day, why would I sit any longer?!”

Inside though, I was breaking. I know I couldn’t hide from this any longer. I had to face the fact that I was fat and needed to deal with it…pronto.

And so the long, hard and frustrating journey of losing 120 lbs started.

I hated it. I fought it. I wanted to throw a tantrum.

But I kept going. I lost 20, then 30. At 50 pounds down I decided to become a fitness instructor. At 70 pounds a personal trainer. At 90 pounds I went back to school to become a Registered Holistic Nutritionist.

I opened my first business, then second and now third.

I kept going. I kept learning. I kept pushing forward. And, if there is something I know all too well, it’s the sheer act of consistency that brings success.

It took me 2.5 years to lose the weight.

So if you are just starting out on your weight loss journey, or mad as hell that it’s not going faster….just remember that every workout is one step forward. Every time you say no to a tim bit, thats another step forward.

And this is a journey of 1000 steps. It’s gonna take a while 🙂

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Misty “tantrum’s like a toddler” Mozejko

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