I was going to wait until September 1 to post this, which is my one year anniversary of LCing, but I can't wait. I'm worse than a kid on Christmas Eve.One year ago we went to New Hampshire on vacation. Kirk took a picture of me in my swimming suit. The second I got the pictures back from the lab and saw what I looked like, I knew I had to change. Then, that same month, my dad and his three brothers were all diagnosed with weight-related diabetes. That was the final push. I could no longer use the back injury that caused my nonactivity and huge weight gain as an excuse. I made a few inquiries on the FFF. After getting the "don't do LC, it's dangerous!" responses, one poster kindly directed me here. I lurked for almost a full month before making my first post and really getting into the LC life.So, here it is:August 19, 2003, 201 pounds, size 16August 19, 2004, 171 pounds, size 12That's exactly thirty pounds. Thirty, as in six bags of sugar. Or two bins and a bag of cat litter. Or a five-year-old.I still have a good 26 pounds and two more dress sizes to go before I hit my goal, but I know I'll be there by this time next year. The excruciating back pain I used to suffer is gone, and so is the sciatica. In the meantime, here are some things I can do that I couldn't do last year:* Ride my bike five miles* Walk my dog for two solid hours* Run up the stairs* Play with my kids in the park* Hike* Try on clothing at the store without cringing* Tell the difference between romaine and arugula at a glanceI probably could have done it without all of you here, but it would not have been as easy. So I'd like to say thank you, thank you, THANK YOU all.Uhura
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