It wasn't until college that it became a problem (in my eyes at least). I had all these hopes and dreams of going to school, having all kinds of free time to work out, I could make healthy eating choices, blah blah blah.
Clearly in the first 3 1/2 months of college, I didn't do what I thought I would do. The reality of every date night with Danny on the weekends he was home involving food, my mom and dad taking me out to lunch all the time, and being in a sorority didn't really coincide with my "plans" to be a better me.
It only got worse as my first year of college went on. Resulting in the picture below. The highest weight I've ever been (don't actually KNOW the number, I can just tell by the pictures), the largest size of pants and the unhappiest I've been with myself.
(Side note: Danny looked pretty much the same when we graduated. Lucky ass.)
Fast forward to 2010... My dad passes away and my life becomes a whirlwind, then we get engaged. Reality sets in that I haven't been making the wisest choices and its time to take control. I started with Weight Watchers. I ordered the books on Amazon and did my own thing. At that point in my life, going to school full time and working full time and then some, I didn't really have time to join a group or go to meetings. I learned a lot from the few short months I followed the program. Everything in moderation and some progress was made.
My accomplishments were maintained through the wedding and until winter of 2011. Since then, its been a fluctuation roller coaster. Up, down, up, down, healthy, losing control, motivated, out of control.
There's not much change in those pictures, I know. I can see them though. And I can feel them.
I've returned back to "motivated" stage. For me to not gain more than 5 pounds through Christmas and New Years was one heck of an accomplishment.
And I will keep going. :)