Grand Opening for "My Rough Road"

Hello everyone, and welcome to watching me be in misery. Not that I want to be out of misery because I'm doing this to myself. The time had finally come in my life where I could no longer put it off. I'm fat and I can't live like this anymore.... Wow that felt really liberating. This most recent bought of healthy conscience was brought on by the talk of my husband and I having children. I do want to have babies, but I am so terrified at the thought that I won't be able to care for them because I'm too out of shape. My husband is even more worse off than me, he's put his body through years of torment as a firefighter, an EMT, and working at the race track. With his shoulder, neck, back, and knee injuries I just know he wouldn't have been able to keep up with a two year old. And God forbid that our child would have to lose one, or both, of their parents. That would be something that I could never forgive myself for. And who wants a tormented soul lingering about?! Nobody that's who.

My weight loss journey actually began before I had even noticed. I started going to the chiropractor last December. My chiropractor is different from most because they also do physical therapy to help build your muscle in a way that will hold the new adjustments like they're meant to be held. Now even with drinking Dr. Pepper non-stop and eatting pretty much whatever I wanted to I still managed to lose weight! Around the new year we went to visit my husband's mother and that's when the major baby talk started. Hence, the beginning of my effort on my journey.


First-ish December 328 lbs.

First-ish January 322 lbs.