The title of this blog comes from one of my favorite quotations from St. Therese of Lisieux.
“Fear only keeps me back; but under the sway of love, I not only advance, I fly.”
One of the things I struggle with most in my life is the fear of the unknown. I become so anxious when I don’t know what to expect. Love has pulled me through that fear of advancing. Love has seen me through a long distance relationship, which later turned into marriage. Love for my line of work has seen me through grad school and my first year of work. And most importantly, love brought me back to my faith. That’s why, even though the content of this blog is no longer about moving from one stage of life to another, the title will always remain the same. It’s a good reminder for me to love and trust in the Lord in all situations.
I have revamped this blog numerous times, trying so hard to make it into something. Last year, I tried to post outfits and kitchen adventures. I love dressing up and experimenting with new looks, and I adore cooking, but those things are not my passion. As strange as it sounds, I’m really passionate about weight loss. It might help to actually tell my story.
I had been overweight for my entire life. When I say “overweight,” I really mean overweight. I wasn’t that big, but I was not within my healthy weight range. I got teased and bullied from 5th-7th grade. I trimmed down a bit in high school when I became more active with marching band. But then I went to college. I gained the Freshman 15 (and then some), taking me to my heaviest weight (173). I managed to take 10 pounds of it off on my own before sophomore year, and for the first half of sophomore year, I continued to workout, but was back to eating the same dorm food junk. I was constantly aware of my size and weight, always wondering if I was the fattest girl in the room. It was a miserable feeling.
I started graduate school in 2007, and in January of 2008, I confided in a friend that I was so sick of being overweight and feeling badly about myself. She invited me to join Weight Watchers with her. So, on February 10, 2008, I joined WW. I was so secretive about it at first. I felt almost ashamed that I’d had to admit defeat and ask for help with losing weight. As time passed, though, I began to realize there was nothing wrong with joining WW and I began to talk openly about it.
On July 11, 2008, I got engaged to my very best friend. While this is not important to my weight loss journey, per se, it is important to my life. Paul is the love of my life, and I’m so appreciative to have his love and support in all of my endeavors.
I hit my goal weight on November 1, 2008. It was a personal goal to do it that day, and I rejoiced when I achieved it. The following weekend, I found my wedding dress, a dress I never would have dared try on if I hadn’t lost weight.
I maintained (give or take ~5 pounds) over the next year. I graduated with my M.A. in Speech-Language Pathology in May, 2010. That August, I moved to a new city 3 hours away from my family, moved into an apartment on my own, and started a new job. Paul and I got married November 7, 2009.
I have kept my weight off now for 2 years. That’s a huge feat for me, considering I was overweight for 22 years of my life. I am slightly above my goal right now, and in an effort to keep myself motivated, I plan to track my progress–my ups and downs–on this blog…revamped for the umpteenth time. I hope you stick with me! I always appreciate comments as they keep me motivated to post. And if you have a story of your own, I’d love to hear it!