from Indulgy to Wendy

Lastnight, i was googling reviews on the Indulgy website, which is one of those Pinterest imitators, wondering if its worth a join and it led me to a great article on the top 6 sites like Pinterest on Paperblog. I get to the end of the article and im not sure why but an article on revisiting historical sites in New York state caught my eye. Now, i used to live NY adjacent (Southern Ontario) but now live across the atlantic and am not planning any trips to NY in the near future so id have no reasonable interest in reading this article, but the first five words of said article told me to check it out….

”Now that I’ve lost weight,”

Reading through the post, i just kept thinking.  I like this woman. I need to read more. I wonder how much she’s lost. She cant be as big as me. Then I saw her…well her back in 2010. She is as big as me! 385lbs of her. im at 384 today. Now i have to find out more about much as she lost? how has she done it? surgically? now im not diminishing weight loss through surgery but its not what i want for myself. i want it naturally. and this woman is doing it! has done it.

i had to read on….i read a few more of her articles on paperblog then found her blog – Wendy’s Adventures in Weight Loss.

I read almost every single one of her posts lastnight. i am her, she is me, we are united in fatdom and weight-loss struggles.
there is nothing more motivating and inspiring than finding someone who weighs the same as you and knowing they did it. seeing people who weigh less than you lose weight can sometimes be unmotivating, because they are already smaller than you. and seeing people who weigh more when youre close to 400lbs, usually means youre watching a tv program on morbidly obese people being cut out of homes and put in hospitals. being on the cusp of that should be motivation enough but denial is a wicked blinder.

Wendy has written a series of ‘Life at 385’ on her blog which spoke to me. having to haul your feet up by your pant leg, being fearful of seating in public, clothes shopping, etc.  i cant tell you how wonderful it was reading that someone else experienced those things too. and knowing that she wasnt suffering that bullshit anymore meant maybe i could dig my way out too.

it doesnt feel like living when you would rather sit at home with your husband and cats than go out to dinner for fear the seats might have arms or you may have to sit in a booth that you cant fit in.

thank you, Wendy. thank you for showing me it can be done!!

you are my hero :)


the hook xoxoxo