Hi Everyone, we had snow in Florida this week...good thing I'm doing an "In-door walking program".
Here's the story of how I ended up on CK.
While looking for Christmas Decorations I found the work-out DVD I had bought over a year ago-maybe even two years ago. I bought it after I had gained 40 pounds and knew I had to do something to get back in shape. As a 5'-1" Newlywed 164 lbs just is wrong!!
I had shattered and dislocated my ankle in the fall of "07 (no pun intended) and was outfitted with steel rods on both sides of the ankle after they "Popped" the joint back into place. They had me in a wheel chair for two months, then in a cast for the next two. The fall was two months before I got married.
I was out of the wheel chair and on crutshes just in time for our wedding. I stood, balancing without the crutches, with my Son by my side and the minister, while my Groom and our five-young adult daughters came down the Isle to the tune of "Going to the chapel, and we're gonna get married". Everyone wore Hawaiian leahs for the Luau Reception that would follow.
After the excitement of the wedding was behind us I settled in as a self-employed Designer working ifrom my husbands home I had moved into, in a new town with no friends around and no customers. Before the accident I was always active, walking, bike riding, gardening, dancing, even water skiing when the opportunity was there...! Yet here I was in a new neighborhood and I couldn't even get out to meet the neighbors-except of course on my "Go Cart" ??? Much to my husbands concern, while he was at work I would carry an armless secretaries' chair down the steps to our deck area and wheel myself around like a kid on a skate board to plant and water plants and get some sunshine.
Boreom and Depression soon set in and staying inside, getting no exercise, and eating all I wanted became my lifestyle. My new husband LOVED my cooking and after raising four children I was great at making sure there were plenty of leftovers ready to be reheated at a moments notice. I'd never dieted in my life, so the thought of watching what I ate didn't cross my mind.........
Get the picture....fast forward.
I now have more jogging suits than tight jeans, and thank God for the cleavage that catches the eyes before the belly hidden under loose hanging jackets. And the bikini's were retired since my oldest daughter had two boys over the past three years and Nana's (Gramma's) don't wear bikini's??? My husband is a gentle natured man and doesn't comment on the weight, yet I know he misses having a new bride that could still wear a bikini at the age of 52.
So Ya'll I'm hoping I can find some new friends amoung you who won't mind having someone around who doesn't mind laughing at herself, and can be serious enough to do something about it !!
I offer you all my support and my blessings. Kimmie
Footnote; Years back my now 32 year old son had said, "The department stores should have a weight-limit on the tags of bikini's" Last summer when I tried mine on I thought of him. Huggs Everyone!!!
Last Edited: 6:32pm UTC, January 12th 2010