Thursday, July 22, 2010
Charlotte the Lesser
Well, everything seems to have gone to plan, and with any luck we'll have a baby within a year!
I'm tipping the scales at 282 pounds, not quite the 260 we were shooting for, but close enough that we're happy with it for now. I'm very happy about this, and very excited. Maybe even very very excited...
Before moving on to the next stage of my life, it's time to look back at the stage I've come out of. It's been a few years of constant change. Paul's growing up, with all the daily miracles that entails. We've moved into a new house, which was a LOT more work than I ever expected (it's one thing to move from house to house as a poor student... quite another for a mature family to rearrange their entire lives into a larger space!) Finally, there's the changes in me.
I've lost a lot of weight in the interest of 'health'. It's been a lot of work, and there were many many (many) days where I wasn't sure if it was going to happen, if it was going to be worth it. Now... with my goals in sight, I'm glad that I did it, that I stuck with it, that I've managed to become Charlotte the Lesser.
As excited as I am to move forward, there is a sense of loss, both literally and figuratively. Part of my life is gone, probably gone forever, and I miss it.
I miss sitting down to a pile of food, knowing that I get to eat all of it.
I miss sitting down on a couch, always in the back of my mind wondering if it's going to hold me this time.
I miss waddling into a room, and seeing everyone's eyes go wide when they realise how big I am.
I miss simply sitting, being in tune with my body. I can do that now, but there's just so much LESS to be in tune, it's like comparing Cezanne's studio with The Louvre. I'd love to check out the studio, but I can happily be lost in The Louvre forever.
I even miss folding my laundry, wondering why my clothes looked so much bigger than I felt.
In the interests of fairness, there are some things I don't miss:
I'm quite happy that my plans now include what I want to, rather than what I can do. (Alas, most of my plans are things that HAVE to be done... but even still, a lot more of those get done these days.)
I guess that's all that comes to mind right now.
I'm not happy that I 'get' to do the laundry, or the chores, or the errands. It's nice to be able to do it all, but I don't LIKE doing them, lol.
I can buy clothes much easier, which is also nice, but the giant clothes should be as easy to get.
I'm tipping the scales at 282 pounds, not quite the 260 we were shooting for, but close enough that we're happy with it for now. I'm very happy about this, and very excited. Maybe even very very excited...
Before moving on to the next stage of my life, it's time to look back at the stage I've come out of. It's been a few years of constant change. Paul's growing up, with all the daily miracles that entails. We've moved into a new house, which was a LOT more work than I ever expected (it's one thing to move from house to house as a poor student... quite another for a mature family to rearrange their entire lives into a larger space!) Finally, there's the changes in me.
I've lost a lot of weight in the interest of 'health'. It's been a lot of work, and there were many many (many) days where I wasn't sure if it was going to happen, if it was going to be worth it. Now... with my goals in sight, I'm glad that I did it, that I stuck with it, that I've managed to become Charlotte the Lesser.
As excited as I am to move forward, there is a sense of loss, both literally and figuratively. Part of my life is gone, probably gone forever, and I miss it.
I miss sitting down to a pile of food, knowing that I get to eat all of it.
I miss sitting down on a couch, always in the back of my mind wondering if it's going to hold me this time.
I miss waddling into a room, and seeing everyone's eyes go wide when they realise how big I am.
I miss simply sitting, being in tune with my body. I can do that now, but there's just so much LESS to be in tune, it's like comparing Cezanne's studio with The Louvre. I'd love to check out the studio, but I can happily be lost in The Louvre forever.
I even miss folding my laundry, wondering why my clothes looked so much bigger than I felt.
In the interests of fairness, there are some things I don't miss:
I'm quite happy that my plans now include what I want to, rather than what I can do. (Alas, most of my plans are things that HAVE to be done... but even still, a lot more of those get done these days.)
I guess that's all that comes to mind right now.
I'm not happy that I 'get' to do the laundry, or the chores, or the errands. It's nice to be able to do it all, but I don't LIKE doing them, lol.
I can buy clothes much easier, which is also nice, but the giant clothes should be as easy to get.
Labels: Char, diary, weigh in, weight loss
Monday, August 17, 2009
Not a Real Post
It's been busy!
I know I always say that, but who knew life could be so busy!
Anyway, without any effort to post the long story, Amy was back in Ontario for two weeks, and I'd forgotten just how big she is!
I will try to write more later.
And to those who care: I'm currently 367 pounds (I was 363 before she visited...)
I know I always say that, but who knew life could be so busy!
Anyway, without any effort to post the long story, Amy was back in Ontario for two weeks, and I'd forgotten just how big she is!
I will try to write more later.
And to those who care: I'm currently 367 pounds (I was 363 before she visited...)
Labels: Amy, Char, diary, weigh in, weight gain, weight loss
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Easter, Baby and Hockey
Well, Easter has come and gone. It's always a time to eat, and I got a free pass from Sherry. I only gained one pound this year though, lol.
I got to see my niece again, which just makes me want a baby of my own!
I got to see Jeri again, and I can't believe how big she's getting. I remember when she was pregnant the first time she seemed just so huge, and yet I don't think she was more than 200 pounds. I guess our perspectives change with time!
Finally, hockey has started up, which means I won't get to see much of Ian until June.
Maybe I'll finally find some time to get my diary back on track!
Weigh in: 393 pounds
I got to see my niece again, which just makes me want a baby of my own!
I got to see Jeri again, and I can't believe how big she's getting. I remember when she was pregnant the first time she seemed just so huge, and yet I don't think she was more than 200 pounds. I guess our perspectives change with time!
Finally, hockey has started up, which means I won't get to see much of Ian until June.
Maybe I'll finally find some time to get my diary back on track!
Weigh in: 393 pounds
Labels: Char, diary, weigh in, weight gain, weight loss
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
As Summer Wanes
I haven't written much in terms of fiction or personal biography. Why? I guess I've been busy. I haven't been busy with anything I felt the need to write about, because while I've enjoyed it, I don't know that I'd want to read about it.
For both Ian and I, life is routine. I never wanted a routine life, but having one is pretty good, I've got to admit. I don't like having an office job, but do like having a job I can do and take pride in, I like having co-workers I get along with.
Ian's job is more exciting than mine. He's with a small company that is both shrinking and growing. They've got less people doing more work. Ian's getting a bigger piece of the pie, and the pie is getting bigger. It keeps him really busy, but he enjoys the challenges, and makes time at home that much more special.
Having our personal trainer living two floors away means that our exercise routines are are always on pace. I've been swimming, walking in the park and working out with free weights. I'm in better shape than I've been in a decade, despite still being quite fat. I love how it feels, I love how it looks.
Ian gets in his workouts when he can. He doesn't get in as much as I do, but he's cute anyways.
I know people still ask about Amy, and I haven't written much about her either. She's had some health scares, and she's now actively losing weight. She's in touch with Sherry, and they're working on a programme like the one she worked on with me and Ian. It'll be tougher for Amy, she doesn't have Sherry there to kick her ass! Thomas probably will though, so hopefully Amy'll be doing fine in a few months' time.
Weigh ins:
Char: 415 pounds
Ian: 319
Amy: Approx 535
For both Ian and I, life is routine. I never wanted a routine life, but having one is pretty good, I've got to admit. I don't like having an office job, but do like having a job I can do and take pride in, I like having co-workers I get along with.
Ian's job is more exciting than mine. He's with a small company that is both shrinking and growing. They've got less people doing more work. Ian's getting a bigger piece of the pie, and the pie is getting bigger. It keeps him really busy, but he enjoys the challenges, and makes time at home that much more special.
Having our personal trainer living two floors away means that our exercise routines are are always on pace. I've been swimming, walking in the park and working out with free weights. I'm in better shape than I've been in a decade, despite still being quite fat. I love how it feels, I love how it looks.
Ian gets in his workouts when he can. He doesn't get in as much as I do, but he's cute anyways.
I know people still ask about Amy, and I haven't written much about her either. She's had some health scares, and she's now actively losing weight. She's in touch with Sherry, and they're working on a programme like the one she worked on with me and Ian. It'll be tougher for Amy, she doesn't have Sherry there to kick her ass! Thomas probably will though, so hopefully Amy'll be doing fine in a few months' time.
Weigh ins:
Char: 415 pounds
Ian: 319
Amy: Approx 535
Labels: Amy, Char, diary, Ian, weigh in, weight loss
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Long Lost Update
Okay, it's not really lost. It's not even going to be long either. It IS an update though!
London is doing it's damndest to get from winter into summer. Spring seems to be a bit of an oversight this year, it's either blazing hot, or freezing, neither of which really appeal to me.
At least the park is green and free of snow! I've been doing lots of walking in the park, in addition to swimming and weights. I'm feeling fantastic. I've lost about 70 pounds since last fall, and I do feel like a different person. Sometimes I forget that at 447 pounds, I'm still quite large!
Ian's own weight loss continues. He's got more time now that things at work have settled down he's got time to hit the gym more seriously. He's about 320 pounds now, and a lot of it is muscle!
Life has been routine. Ian's work has settled some issues they had, so he's at home a lot more now, which is nice for everyone. We're looking at houses, again. It's nicer in the spring, you get a better idea of how the house really looks when the garden is alive. People fix their houses up in the spring, everyone sells houses in the spring, I'm having more fun looking than anything else.
London is doing it's damndest to get from winter into summer. Spring seems to be a bit of an oversight this year, it's either blazing hot, or freezing, neither of which really appeal to me.
At least the park is green and free of snow! I've been doing lots of walking in the park, in addition to swimming and weights. I'm feeling fantastic. I've lost about 70 pounds since last fall, and I do feel like a different person. Sometimes I forget that at 447 pounds, I'm still quite large!
Ian's own weight loss continues. He's got more time now that things at work have settled down he's got time to hit the gym more seriously. He's about 320 pounds now, and a lot of it is muscle!
Life has been routine. Ian's work has settled some issues they had, so he's at home a lot more now, which is nice for everyone. We're looking at houses, again. It's nicer in the spring, you get a better idea of how the house really looks when the garden is alive. People fix their houses up in the spring, everyone sells houses in the spring, I'm having more fun looking than anything else.
Labels: Char, diary, Ian, weigh in, weight loss
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
It's time for another Wednesday Weigh In!
It's time for another Wednesday Weigh In!
Charlotte (that's me): 501 Pounds
I've been working pretty good. I'm still mostly working the pool doing aquafit stuff, but a couple times a week now I'm doing weights with Sherry. Nothing impressive, I've probably eaten lunches bigger than the weights I'm using, but I can feel it. She's got me dialed in where it hurts, but not so much that I hate it. Just kind of annoyed by it, but I can feel the results. I've got more energy than I've had in years. 501 seems like a big number, but it doesn't FEEL big. If I had to say, I'd say I feel... oh, maybe 380.
Ian (that's the cute guy I sleep with): 375 pounds.
He's on a crazy schedule for work, always there to keep an eye on Paul when I'm working out, doing his fair share of the errands and chores AND still finding the time to get to the gym by himself. Sherry still keeps tabs on him, of course, but she's not there to motivate him. I think he's just enjoying his new, slender body. I know it seems crazy to call 375 slender, but that's the word that comes to mind when I see him now. He's still fat, of course, but I guess I've just got a slightly warped view.
He kind of reminds me of Mister Incredible.
Amy (a friend that people seem to enjoy hearing about): 542 pounds.
There were people who were sure I was going to catch her. Now there's 40+ pounds between us. She says she's not adapting to her weight gain as easily as before. She absolutely loves it though, because the fact that she's always thinking about her fat just reminds her how fat she's become.
Also, she's finalised her plans for Christmas, and I get to feed her again for a day.
It's the best gift I could get.
Besides diamonds.
Charlotte (that's me): 501 Pounds
I've been working pretty good. I'm still mostly working the pool doing aquafit stuff, but a couple times a week now I'm doing weights with Sherry. Nothing impressive, I've probably eaten lunches bigger than the weights I'm using, but I can feel it. She's got me dialed in where it hurts, but not so much that I hate it. Just kind of annoyed by it, but I can feel the results. I've got more energy than I've had in years. 501 seems like a big number, but it doesn't FEEL big. If I had to say, I'd say I feel... oh, maybe 380.
Ian (that's the cute guy I sleep with): 375 pounds.
He's on a crazy schedule for work, always there to keep an eye on Paul when I'm working out, doing his fair share of the errands and chores AND still finding the time to get to the gym by himself. Sherry still keeps tabs on him, of course, but she's not there to motivate him. I think he's just enjoying his new, slender body. I know it seems crazy to call 375 slender, but that's the word that comes to mind when I see him now. He's still fat, of course, but I guess I've just got a slightly warped view.
He kind of reminds me of Mister Incredible.
Amy (a friend that people seem to enjoy hearing about): 542 pounds.
There were people who were sure I was going to catch her. Now there's 40+ pounds between us. She says she's not adapting to her weight gain as easily as before. She absolutely loves it though, because the fact that she's always thinking about her fat just reminds her how fat she's become.
Also, she's finalised her plans for Christmas, and I get to feed her again for a day.
It's the best gift I could get.
Besides diamonds.
Labels: Amy, Char, diary, Ian, weigh in, weight gain, weight loss
