Hello everyone, my name is Amy. Lets just get the ugly numbers out of the way, shall we? I will be 36 in December, I am 5’9″ and I weigh 270 pounds. Blechhh.
My story is very similar to many already told here, with perhaps a small twist at the end. At the beginning of this year my husband accepted a position at work that moved our family from Arizona to India. New Delhi to be precise. (I write about our life in India on my blog.) We both saw this as a great opportunity to slim down and return home the good looking couple we started out as. Who couldn’t get skinny in India, right? I mean, there are no foods here that are remotely comforting to me and all you have to do is take a big swig of tap water to get several weight reducing medical conditions working for you. At first my plan was working and I dropped 40 pounds. Then I hit the spirit squashing plateau that all dieters are familiar with. To make things worse, in the last two months I have managed to put 20 pounds back on. Now honestly, it just is not fair to gain weight in a place with no M&M’s in sight!
Living in India does keep things interesting. Last week I took a visitor from the States to see the Lotus Temple. While we were walking up to the temple a giggling young woman asked if I would pose for a picture with her. Not wanting to make a fuss I agreed, said cheese (while she continued to giggle) and moved on. My companion asked why she would ask for a picture with me since there seemed to be a number of other white people around to choose from. My answer? “I’m the biggest, fattest white person she has ever seen and she wants proof for her friends.”
My biggest motivation: I want to spare my children this experience if at all possible.
My biggest obstacle: I hate exercise almost as much as I love snacking.
What are your biggest motivations and obstacles?