Today was the last day of the detox. I did okay. I weighed in at 198. Yeah! under 200! I ate well most of the day then I went out to dinner with a friend and we had Chinese buffet. I ate mostly vegetables and sushi. I didn't have any fried foods or fried rice. I chose well, but I'm hoping it didn't jeopardize my progress. I still feel really good about completing 7 days and losing 8 pounds. I do feel great and I have not been in any pain for the past week. Things are looking good.
Tune in tomorrow for my continued weight loss journey.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
Day 6
I started off this morning weighing in at 199.2 pounds. Yeah! I am under 200 now. I'm really getting motivated now. Let's see how much weight I can lose by my birthday March 29th. That is one day less than 4 weeks.
Tune in tomorrow for Day 7.
Tune in tomorrow for Day 7.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Day 5
I am still doing well on the detox. I'm starving though, and that seems to be the one thing that I do not enjoy. I weighed in at 200.5 this morning. I've lost pretty much a pound a day. I ran out of distilled water, so I will have to buy some more tomorrow. I am really craving real food, so I'm glad I only decided to do 7 days of detox instead of 21.
I'm looking forward to day 8 when I'm not on the detox anymore. I do have to say I'm feeling great, so it's still worth going on.
Tune in tomorrow for day 6.
I'm looking forward to day 8 when I'm not on the detox anymore. I do have to say I'm feeling great, so it's still worth going on.
Tune in tomorrow for day 6.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Day 4
Today is Day 4 of my detox. I weighed in at 201.4 this morning. Progress is definitely happening. Today, my energy level was great. I felt like I got a lot accomplished. I am starving though. I'm sticking with this though for the full 7 days. I know I wouldn't last for the 21 day version. On the plus with being hungry though, it seems as though my stomach (the muscle)is shrinking some, because when I do get to drink and eat the soups, I'm full right after.
Here is a pic from November. We were in Florida for friends that were getting married. This is my before picture.
I'll post a pic each week to show my progress.
Tune in tomorrow :)
Happy Leap Day!
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Day 3 on my transformation
Today is my 3rd day of the detox. I weighed in at 202.5 pounds this morning. Two pounds lost since yesterday. I'm feeling great, but hungry. It's worth it to me to be hungry though. It is 9:00 p.m. now and I shouldn't be eating anything at this time of the night anyways. I did eat a ferrero rocher chocolate today though, so I was a little bad.
When I looked in the mirror today, I already am starting to look better. I can already see changes in my face.
Can't wait until I see what I look like in a few more days after this week is over.
Stay tuned for tomorrow for Day 4.
When I looked in the mirror today, I already am starting to look better. I can already see changes in my face.
Can't wait until I see what I look like in a few more days after this week is over.
Stay tuned for tomorrow for Day 4.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Returning to being healthy - This is my story
Hi! I'm Renee. I'm an almost 36 year old woman originally from North Royalton (suburb of Cleveland), Ohio, now living in Virginia. This is my blog on my journey to getting my health back. I've been struggling for a long time to get motivated and get in shape. I've been fat (overweight if you feel "fat" is too mean) for 10 of my 11 married years. I'll be posting my progress and my health situations and show pics of how my progress is looking.
My beginnings
I could just jump right in to what I'm doing now to get healthy, but I feel I need to tell you how my journey began and the ups and downs I went through to get me to where I am now. My story is long, but I feel it's worth reading. You may be able to relate. Most people that are overweight have a story too. We didn't just become fat one day. So, here's my story.
I wasn't always fat. I was a normal sized baby at a weight of 7 pounds 1/2 ounce. I was a normal sized child of average height and weight. I don't know what my actual weights were but I was where I was supposed to be. During puberty I did go through a chubby stage, but I wasn't there long. Once high school started I was 125 pounds and fluctuated between 120 and 128. I was a size 7/8 most of high school. I was involved in dance through recreational studios (Marky Kay and Dance by Gloria - both great studios) and was a gymnast through my high school. I had long dark blonde hair and blue eyes. My skin was perfect for the most part. I had no acne. I did have moles, beauty marks and very light freckles. I was fair skinned. I was pretty, happy and healthy. I went to church on Sundays, ate with my family at the dinner table and had a normal average American family life. I had some other issues that I dealt with through my teens, but that is another type of blog all in itself. For the most part though, I had a normal teenage life with siblings I got annoyed with and then were best friends with. Although I was thin/normal/healthy most of my childhood and teen years, I did struggle with my appearance. I had a pear shaped body which made me feel like I was fat. My butt and thighs were problem areas in my opinion. Although uncles were acting like they were joking, I was always told I had a big butt. I was always reminded of it. I was very self conscious of my butt and thighs. My ankles and calves were nice. I was able to find jeans that were able to help with those areas. It wasn't easy finding them, but I managed. I stopped wearing shorts because I never felt I looked good enough to wear them. They were never flattering enough for me. I never wore short skirts always long ones. I don't what my peers thought of my appearance, but in my eyes I felt it wasn't good enough. Even boyfriends would say something about my butt. It was hurtful. I was healthy and looked good but didn't know it.
Once I started college I did gain around 15 pounds. I joined a fitness class and worked out daily for 2 hours at a minimum. I lost the 15 pounds and had six pack abs and my legs and butt evened out. I loved the way I looked. I went down to a size 6. I was pleased with that. I was so proud of my new size I went to my Oma's house (Oma is German for grandma) and she did not like what she saw. She thought I was too skinny and she wanted me to eat ice cream. She got mad when I refused to eat it. My Oma always noticed if I gained or lost weight. She was funny that way.
Once I started dating my husband, I didn't work out as much and spent more time with him of course. Within a month of dating I gained 10 pounds from eating out all the time. He had to go on vacation and I was determined to lose the 10 pounds. I did and 2 more. I was happy with my weight loss. I got real comfortable with my husband though and didn't seem to focus on my weight at all. Neither did he.
We got engaged and I started shopping for dresses. I found my dress and put it on and it fit like a glove. Months went by and it was time to take my dress to get fitted and altered. Guess what?! It didn't fit anymore. The seamstress had to take it out an inch. I was so embarrassed. Another month went by and I did lose some weight so she can take it back in. I was still a healthy weight at 135 pounds, but was now a 10, which is 2 sizes bigger than I was.
We got married to Chuck on July 29, 2000 and I was still a healthy 135 pounds. About 5 months later I was 145 and then 165. I got pregnant, was diagnosed with Melanoma, then had a miscarriage. It was a lot to go through in my first year of marriage. I was really in a rut. I decided to take it easy and enjoy my husband and our son Michael (whom was my husband's and his first wife who had died. I adopted him). I got pregnant again and endured another miscarriage. I now was very depressed and had no motivation and no energy. I was at such a low. I couldn't let my husband or son know that things were not good with me. I didn't feel like I was eating a lot. I didn't pig out or eat a lot of junk foot, but I was eating foods high in fat and carbs. I started eating junk foods and a lot of ice cream. Ice cream made me feel good for a little bit. I started going grocery shopping late at night and when I did I would buy myself a snickers bar. Oh those snickers bars are sooooo good. Oh,, and I would also buy myself a Reese's cup. I didn't think one candy bar and one peanut butter cup would hurt. Well, weight was adding itself to my body and now I'm looking in a mirror and what have I done do myself? I look awful. So, I realized that I needed to do something. I was watching an infomercial in the middle of the night (that seemed to be the norm for me at this stage) and came across Michael Thurman's 6 WEEK BODY MAKEOVER. This caught my eye. It was a program that customizes itself to my body type. I ordered it. I was determined to lose weight in 6 weeks. When I started the program I was 185 pounds. After the six weeks, I was 164. I felt that was great. I was feeling better. I had energy to spend time with my son. I shortly got pregnant for the 3rd time. It was a successful pregnancy. I was happy and healthy and pregnant. I had wanted to lose more weight before getting pregnant but I got pregnant quicker. I was determined though not to gain too much weight being pregnant. I gained 40 pounds with my pregnancy. I felt I did well.
New Year's Eve 2002 came. New Year's day we were supposed to go to my uncle's house. We didn't make it. My water slightly broke and we went to the hospital to have a baby. We get to the hospital and thought our baby would be born within a few hours maybe 12. My labor story is a very long story, so I'll cut to the chase and state that we had a healthy baby girl named Mattea (pronounced like Mattie) born on January 3, 2003. My labor caused me to have congestive heart failure and I ended up in CCU (Cardiac Care Unit - Intensive Care for heart patients). My body retained so much fluid from my petocin drip, epidural and antibiotics that were in my IVs. I was being prayed for my lots of people. My Lord saved me and I lived to be the mommy I always wanted to be. I had no permanent damage done to my heart or lungs.
When I went in to the hospital to have my daughter I weighed 204 pounds. When I was first leaving the hospital I weighed 217 pounds. When I went back in to the hospital for the congestive heart failure I lost 22 pounds over night! Within a month of my daughter being born and using the medication to reduce the water retention I lost another 20 pounds. I had that much water in me that wasn't supposed to be there.
I was down to 175 pounds, all I had to do was lose 11 more to be at my pre-pregnancy weight. I struggled with my weight for the next 9 years. That's how old my daughter is now.
That brings me to now.I'm weighing in at 204 pounds right now, which is the same weight I was going in to labor. I don't like telling people how much I weigh, but I feel like if I'm going to conquer this I have to tell it.
Within the 9 years my daughter has been on this earth, I have struggled with my weight. Up until the last 2 years, my health other than weight had not been an issue. In the last 2 years I have experienced so many pains and discomforts. I have had scans beyond scans, a colonscopy, a bladder surgery. My digestive system has been through the ringer. I'm tired of going to doctors and giving blood samples and giving stool samples to figure what's going on. I want to go back on the 6 week body makeover that worked years ago, but I have to do some prep work first.
To start my weight loss I am on a body detox. I started the 21 day detox through the Martha's Vineyard 21 day detox program. I'm doing the 7 day version because my husband is out of the country and will be home in a week from being gone for 3 months.. I know I'll be eating some other kinds of food when spending time with him. I completed Day 1 yesterday. It went well. I followed through the whole day. I did slip last night with some girl scout cookies, but I still ended up losing a pound. I was 205 yesterday.
Today is Day 2 - A great day today. I don't feel bloated and no gas build up in my stomach and the pains are fading. This might just be my answer to all my digestive issues. So, as of today, I'm doing well with this detox.
Tune in for tomorrow for Day 3. God bless you all today.
Renee
My beginnings
I could just jump right in to what I'm doing now to get healthy, but I feel I need to tell you how my journey began and the ups and downs I went through to get me to where I am now. My story is long, but I feel it's worth reading. You may be able to relate. Most people that are overweight have a story too. We didn't just become fat one day. So, here's my story.
I wasn't always fat. I was a normal sized baby at a weight of 7 pounds 1/2 ounce. I was a normal sized child of average height and weight. I don't know what my actual weights were but I was where I was supposed to be. During puberty I did go through a chubby stage, but I wasn't there long. Once high school started I was 125 pounds and fluctuated between 120 and 128. I was a size 7/8 most of high school. I was involved in dance through recreational studios (Marky Kay and Dance by Gloria - both great studios) and was a gymnast through my high school. I had long dark blonde hair and blue eyes. My skin was perfect for the most part. I had no acne. I did have moles, beauty marks and very light freckles. I was fair skinned. I was pretty, happy and healthy. I went to church on Sundays, ate with my family at the dinner table and had a normal average American family life. I had some other issues that I dealt with through my teens, but that is another type of blog all in itself. For the most part though, I had a normal teenage life with siblings I got annoyed with and then were best friends with. Although I was thin/normal/healthy most of my childhood and teen years, I did struggle with my appearance. I had a pear shaped body which made me feel like I was fat. My butt and thighs were problem areas in my opinion. Although uncles were acting like they were joking, I was always told I had a big butt. I was always reminded of it. I was very self conscious of my butt and thighs. My ankles and calves were nice. I was able to find jeans that were able to help with those areas. It wasn't easy finding them, but I managed. I stopped wearing shorts because I never felt I looked good enough to wear them. They were never flattering enough for me. I never wore short skirts always long ones. I don't what my peers thought of my appearance, but in my eyes I felt it wasn't good enough. Even boyfriends would say something about my butt. It was hurtful. I was healthy and looked good but didn't know it.
Once I started college I did gain around 15 pounds. I joined a fitness class and worked out daily for 2 hours at a minimum. I lost the 15 pounds and had six pack abs and my legs and butt evened out. I loved the way I looked. I went down to a size 6. I was pleased with that. I was so proud of my new size I went to my Oma's house (Oma is German for grandma) and she did not like what she saw. She thought I was too skinny and she wanted me to eat ice cream. She got mad when I refused to eat it. My Oma always noticed if I gained or lost weight. She was funny that way.
Once I started dating my husband, I didn't work out as much and spent more time with him of course. Within a month of dating I gained 10 pounds from eating out all the time. He had to go on vacation and I was determined to lose the 10 pounds. I did and 2 more. I was happy with my weight loss. I got real comfortable with my husband though and didn't seem to focus on my weight at all. Neither did he.
We got engaged and I started shopping for dresses. I found my dress and put it on and it fit like a glove. Months went by and it was time to take my dress to get fitted and altered. Guess what?! It didn't fit anymore. The seamstress had to take it out an inch. I was so embarrassed. Another month went by and I did lose some weight so she can take it back in. I was still a healthy weight at 135 pounds, but was now a 10, which is 2 sizes bigger than I was.
We got married to Chuck on July 29, 2000 and I was still a healthy 135 pounds. About 5 months later I was 145 and then 165. I got pregnant, was diagnosed with Melanoma, then had a miscarriage. It was a lot to go through in my first year of marriage. I was really in a rut. I decided to take it easy and enjoy my husband and our son Michael (whom was my husband's and his first wife who had died. I adopted him). I got pregnant again and endured another miscarriage. I now was very depressed and had no motivation and no energy. I was at such a low. I couldn't let my husband or son know that things were not good with me. I didn't feel like I was eating a lot. I didn't pig out or eat a lot of junk foot, but I was eating foods high in fat and carbs. I started eating junk foods and a lot of ice cream. Ice cream made me feel good for a little bit. I started going grocery shopping late at night and when I did I would buy myself a snickers bar. Oh those snickers bars are sooooo good. Oh,, and I would also buy myself a Reese's cup. I didn't think one candy bar and one peanut butter cup would hurt. Well, weight was adding itself to my body and now I'm looking in a mirror and what have I done do myself? I look awful. So, I realized that I needed to do something. I was watching an infomercial in the middle of the night (that seemed to be the norm for me at this stage) and came across Michael Thurman's 6 WEEK BODY MAKEOVER. This caught my eye. It was a program that customizes itself to my body type. I ordered it. I was determined to lose weight in 6 weeks. When I started the program I was 185 pounds. After the six weeks, I was 164. I felt that was great. I was feeling better. I had energy to spend time with my son. I shortly got pregnant for the 3rd time. It was a successful pregnancy. I was happy and healthy and pregnant. I had wanted to lose more weight before getting pregnant but I got pregnant quicker. I was determined though not to gain too much weight being pregnant. I gained 40 pounds with my pregnancy. I felt I did well.
New Year's Eve 2002 came. New Year's day we were supposed to go to my uncle's house. We didn't make it. My water slightly broke and we went to the hospital to have a baby. We get to the hospital and thought our baby would be born within a few hours maybe 12. My labor story is a very long story, so I'll cut to the chase and state that we had a healthy baby girl named Mattea (pronounced like Mattie) born on January 3, 2003. My labor caused me to have congestive heart failure and I ended up in CCU (Cardiac Care Unit - Intensive Care for heart patients). My body retained so much fluid from my petocin drip, epidural and antibiotics that were in my IVs. I was being prayed for my lots of people. My Lord saved me and I lived to be the mommy I always wanted to be. I had no permanent damage done to my heart or lungs.
When I went in to the hospital to have my daughter I weighed 204 pounds. When I was first leaving the hospital I weighed 217 pounds. When I went back in to the hospital for the congestive heart failure I lost 22 pounds over night! Within a month of my daughter being born and using the medication to reduce the water retention I lost another 20 pounds. I had that much water in me that wasn't supposed to be there.
I was down to 175 pounds, all I had to do was lose 11 more to be at my pre-pregnancy weight. I struggled with my weight for the next 9 years. That's how old my daughter is now.
That brings me to now.I'm weighing in at 204 pounds right now, which is the same weight I was going in to labor. I don't like telling people how much I weigh, but I feel like if I'm going to conquer this I have to tell it.
Within the 9 years my daughter has been on this earth, I have struggled with my weight. Up until the last 2 years, my health other than weight had not been an issue. In the last 2 years I have experienced so many pains and discomforts. I have had scans beyond scans, a colonscopy, a bladder surgery. My digestive system has been through the ringer. I'm tired of going to doctors and giving blood samples and giving stool samples to figure what's going on. I want to go back on the 6 week body makeover that worked years ago, but I have to do some prep work first.
To start my weight loss I am on a body detox. I started the 21 day detox through the Martha's Vineyard 21 day detox program. I'm doing the 7 day version because my husband is out of the country and will be home in a week from being gone for 3 months.. I know I'll be eating some other kinds of food when spending time with him. I completed Day 1 yesterday. It went well. I followed through the whole day. I did slip last night with some girl scout cookies, but I still ended up losing a pound. I was 205 yesterday.
Today is Day 2 - A great day today. I don't feel bloated and no gas build up in my stomach and the pains are fading. This might just be my answer to all my digestive issues. So, as of today, I'm doing well with this detox.
Tune in for tomorrow for Day 3. God bless you all today.
Renee
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