To start things off...

Fat and happy.  That pretty much sums up my life for the last 3.5 years.  I love my husband dearly, but I have really put the weight on since I met him.  Normally, this wouldn't be an issue.  However, as most of you know I had our first son in April.  What most of you don't know, is that I had gestational diabetes.  For some women this isn't a big deal, they cool it with the ice cream, Oreos, cake, etc.  For me, it was a bigger deal that involved diet change, exercise increase, and medication.  This was the start of my wakeup call.  I was bigger than ever before-ate whatever I wanted and made myself sick and put my son in danger because I have an eating problem.  Not the kind we normally talk about or hear about...I over eat-constantly.  I love carbs, ice cream, sugar, anything.  It is bad-real bad.  I sneak in fancy coffees because "hey its coffee" (loaded with sugary mint syrup and whip cream.)  My mouth is watering...see I have a problem?  I also love grocery shopping.  I look at all of the food and dream about what I could make or what would it taste like...a moment on the lips, just a bite, or a small piece for me.  Who would have though Kroger could be like a crack house? 

Back to my point...having GD was the start of a wakeup call for both Dennis and I.  We realized my problem was out of control.  After I had Carson, I immediately lost 40lbs.  I have managed to keep that off, but still have about 65lbs to go.  The sick part is I had lost 50lbs before.  I was thin, I ran almost everyday, I ate reasonably.  Then I fell off the ice cream truck-oops, I mean wagon.  The real wake up call is posted below..a picture from my dear friend, Jen Slack-Miller's wedding.  I literally cried when I saw it and made my husband take it off of Facebook.  I couldn't stand the sight of myself.  So, Dennis and I came up with a bet.  I am very competitive and unusually motivated by vacations. So, below is the bet. 

Lose 50lbs by April 9th, 2011-trip to Vegas.  If I lose he goes without me. 

I know this is aggressive, but I have it to lose and will have a healthy BMI if I can meet this goal.  By the way, tomorrow I take my glucose test to see if I still have Diabetes...I get to do this for the rest of my life once a year-I think I learned my lesson. 

I know this might be a little annoying, but accountability (and lets be honest humor) is vital and with the support of my friends and family I think this is achievable.  Please, also note-I want no sympathy nor do I want any sort of compassion.  I did this to myself and I am going to fix it. 

*The picture will have to be posted later...I made Dennis take it down.  You can see the other ones of me in the orange dress on my FB.  Hard to miss..