My name is not Lily Fluffbottom. Its a moniker, one my cousin came up with. You see, I have a very popular name that I don't particularly like very well. My cousin said, "You might run into a couple of Lily's during your life, but you'll never find a Fluffbottom."
Fluffbottom does not refer to the size of my ass.
I have been over weight my entire life. The last time I was anything remotely viewed as skinny, I was 6 years old. I'm 25 now, and after traveling across the country, I've settled in Anchorage, Alaska while I work on my degree in Sociology, and help at risk youth not screw up their lives so early.
I have a lot of fat. It is everywhere. I am bloated with fat. I am not fat. I have never been fat. I have a lot of fat.
When I moved to Alaska the first time, I started smoking cigarettes. When I moved to Alaska the second time, I quit smoking cigarettes cold turkey.
One day I realized that I had to eat over 3200 calories to maintain my weight. I had gained 5 pounds in one week. That meant I was eating well over a pound of fat's worth of calories for serveral days, and hell, probably years. People do not get skinny eating that way. The problem was, I could never tell you I had eaten. I just ate. I didn't care what it was, I hardly tasted it anyway. And when it was gone, I was always a little sad, and went to get something to replace it. Food is always replaceable.
My weight that day was 323.3 pounds. It had fluctuated a little to close to 325 which was always the number in the back of my head that if I hit or went over, then I might not recover from that new
I needed a plan of attack. I didn't know what I was eating so how did I know what to cut out? Was I getting enough exercise? Do I have to do this alone, again? So I started this blog.
Here are a couple of links to get you caught up on my life over the last year:
First post declaring my journey
Announcing my first registration for a race
Catastrophe #1 (My grandfarther passed)
Part of the aftermath of catastrophe #1
Alaska Run for Women finisher!
Vacation with Mother
Catastrophe #2 (My aunt passed)
The beginning of Zumba Mania
The difference a little Vitamin D makes
Making Maui Half Marathon Official
In a word: Avocado
MS Walk 2011
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