My life before low carb.

Hello all,

My name is Jayne. Some of you know me and many more of you have heard of me but either way you’re all reading my first blog post. I’m going to be telling you how I changed my entire lifestyle but I’m going to start from the beginning. By the time you finish reading this first entry I will bet that so many of you will be chanting in your head- ME TOO! THAT WAS ME! And so starts this adventure- here we go.

I was ten years old when I first started gaining weight. How about you? Does this sound familiar? Did you have the same experience? Did you even notice? Well I can’t ever remember being the thin kid but it didn’t bother me. Looking back I don’t think I ever noticed that I wasn’t the thin kid either. I didn’t play sports; I didn’t even like sports so that wasn’t an issue. I liked watching TV and reading books but I was not a couch potato. I loved playing outside in the summer. I loved building forts in the snow.

I lived on a farm and I showed pigs at the fair. I played in the haymow (the attic of the barn where we stored the hay and straw for you city type folk) with my brother and sister. I went bike riding and fishing, I swam in the creek and we had a pool. I was a really active kid but in spite of all of this I continued to gain little bits of weight. I had a little sister that eventually became a cute sassy cheerleader. Can you guess where this is going? Yep I was the opposite, I became the geeky, withdrawn flute playing bookworm.

Where are you in this story? Are you following me? Are you thinking hmm yeah she’s got me so far? Is this your story or is it at least somewhat close? I am guessing that for at least some of you this story is sounding very familiar. Some things may be different, you may have been the guy that was a heavy even though you were a football player or the girl that was heavy even though you played softball. There are so many of us that lived our whole lives a fine upstanding members of society. We have siblings or husbands or wives or even children that are not heavy. We were the ones that stood out from the rest but we did nothing different. Here’s my beginning.

I had a stay at home Mom. We ate healthy home cooked meals. I had meat, potatoes, vegetables, grains and fruit at almost every meal. Da da da now is the bad news- I guess it was NOT as healthy for me or my brother as they thought it was. While my baby sister stayed tiny and thin my brother and I did not. I was in the fourth or fifth grade when my face started to show signs of getting a bit rounder. I needed more than one shopping trip and more than one clothes size to get through the school year. I still didn’t notice that anything was amiss.

The first time I really noticed that there was a true problem was when I turned 16. I went from a size 14 to a size 18 jean in the course of a few months and my Mom just refused to buy me new ones. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t evil she just didn’t realize how button popping tight those darn things were! I was hiding my uncomfortableness pretty darn well.

Then and there is where the true fight with my weight began.

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