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Review: The Biggest Loser, WII Fit Edition

Well, you know your life has changed when you can't sleep because you've been slacking on your physical activity (well, most of it--he-he-he).

Sidebar: Sex after losing 145 lbs is nothing short of "THE BOMB"! Especially, if you're working out. Your stamina and flexibility will surprise you. It's quite easy to lose yourself and find a sex kitten when the lights are out. It's the ultimate stroke to the former fatty ego to be picked up. (In my Wendy Williams Voice) "Owwwww!"

Back to B.L. I have only played it about 5 times, but I can really see it being a part of my lifestyle:

First, you chose your character--you pick from one of the most popular Losers. Then you weigh in, and your little avatar becomes a big avatar, depending on your weight. Next you chose your trainer (of course, I chose my boyfriend Bob). Then you're ready to start your journey.

The thing I love about the game is that there are so many levels of difficulty to chose from. I find that as far as stamina, I have a good deal of endurace, but streghth wise I could use some work, therefore I have been concentrating on yoga. I never knew yoga made you sweat, but at 3a.m. the sweat just rolled!

I love the fact that the game logs your caloric intake, there are weigh-ins, challenges and you can customize your workouts. There is so much to this program! I have A.D.D. so I need variety in every aspect of life, redundancy is NOT my friend and Bob, Nintendo, and the Biggest Loser give me a fun, at home option to make my fitness goal much more interesting and fun. I would definitely recommend this game to anyone.

Before and After

Spring, 2008 (pre-surgery-350+lbs)

Thanksgiving, 2009 215lbs

Starting From Scratch

So, I created this blog months ago. I wanted to document my journey through weight loss surgery, but I am a slacker, I would make a promise to whoever stumbles upon this to keep up with this, but I know me--I suggest you follow me, because I tend to be pretty sporadic, lol. Go ahead, bookmark me--I will wait. Done? OK.

I will start from the beginning. Food. I don't know where I learned to love it, but I know where I learned to find comfort in it. Growing up in an abusive household, rice cereal, fried potatoes and pancakes and fried chicken were always the 3a.m. peace offering. Food was how I knew it was over and my mother would be ok, and my little mind could rest and my heart could begin beating at a normal pace.

That mind frame followed me through childhood. I was never physically abused, but emotionally and mentally I was battered, not to mention the teasing and bullying I endured by other children. I reached for food to find that feeling of peace--always hoping it would be over...On top of all that emotional mumbo-jumbo, I really love food. I love to cook, feed others--I have a impressive palate and love how food can change things.

At 29 years of age, I refused to allow myself to be a victim of "fatness" anymore. My knees hurt, I developed asthma and found out that I had severe sleep apnea. The final straw (at 356lbs.), was laying beside my "special friend" with that whack ass c-pap mask trying to be sexy, lol. I might-as-well have been wearing a friggin' sweaty jockstrap! Well, that's how it felt to me. Then, while car shopping with friends, I tried squeezing through cars and knocked the mirror off of a car (sorry).

Since surgery 10 months ago (March 2009), I have lost 145lbs total. I think I'm cute now. Shopping was therapy for me before, but now it's a indescribable feeling to be able to shop in the Women's and even Junior's section. I can run upstairs, or on the treadmill without turning colors, and that mask--is somewhere rotting (I hope). WLS changed my life, while I changed my mind. I would do it again, and again, and again...