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Introduction Text OK....So I was a faithful Sparker until I got married a year and a half ago. And yes...I'ved gained weight (MORE THAN I WANT TO ADMIT!) I started gaining while TTC as that has proven to be a very trying and stressful thing. We finally did conceive, but we miscarried at 7 weeks. I put that totally in God's hands. He knows all. In any case, I rediscovered emotional eating, and I am now 7 lbs more than I said I would ever allow myself to get again. I've always been one of those people who couldn't understand why people regain the weight they lost. I get it now. BUT it is definitly time to stop it before it gets out of control. I lost weight before, because I wanted to find a husband. This time, I want to lose the weight because I want to be happy with me. Only I can do this. I have done so well in the past, and I don't really understand why 45 lbs seems like such an impossible task. One lb at a time, one day at a time. Taking a break and enjoying pregnancy...will definitely have to work twice as hard once the baby comes! The Teacup- There was a couple who used to go to England to shop in the beautiful stores. They both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups. This was their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. One day in this beautiful shop they saw a beautiful teacup. They said, "May we see that? We've never seen one quite so beautiful." As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke. "You don't understand," it said. "I haven't always been a teacup. There was a time when I was brown and I was clay. My master took me and rolled me and patted me over and over and I yelled out, 'let me alone', but he only smiled, 'Not yet.' "Then I was placed on a spinning wheel," the teacup said, "and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. Stop it! I'm getting dizzy! I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, 'Not yet.' Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why he wanted to burn me, and I yelled and knocked at the door. I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head, 'Not yet.' Finally the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. 'There, that's better,' I said. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Stop it, stop it!' I cried. He only nodded, 'Not yet.' Then suddenly he put me back into the oven, not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. All the time I could see him through the opening nodding his head saying, 'Not yet.' Then I knew there wasn't any hope. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But the door opened and he took me out and placed me on the shelf. One hour later he handed me a mirror and said, 'Look at yourself. And I did. I said, 'That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful.' 'I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I had left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I knew it hurt and was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened; you would not have had any color in your life. And if I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't survive for very long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. You are what I had in mind when I first began with you. -Author Unknown

I''ve been overweight almost my entire life. I lost 114 lbs with Curves, and I need to lose about 45 more to be at my ultimate goal. Even looking back at what I''ve done, the future seems extremely challenging. I'm 24 years old, and I want to be able to act and dress like my age and how I feel. So, here I go.

I had to give up my gym membership after we moved. It was so expensive, because it was the only one in the area. I work 55-60 hours a week, and the classes were always scheduled when I couldn't make it. So, I bought a treadmill, Total Body Gym, and Ab Lounge. Also, my husband is a trainer and has a whole room of weights. So, he will be weight training me 3 x s a week. And when our schedules conflict, I will be doing "The Biggest Loser Sculpting workout" I am eating a ton more than I am used to. Apparently, I was starving my body by eating around 900 calories a day. Now I know. So we shall see how this is going to work out! If it doesn't work, I am going to kick my husband's(the personal trainer) butt!!!

Seana, 24, Cajun Coutry, Louisiana Senior @ Northwestern in Unified Public Safety Administration: Concentration in Emergency Disaster Administration Geaux Demons! Feel free to email me...I generally a nice person...

I love Love LOVE sarcastic people...please save me from the boring office trolls that lull all around me all day...

Add a Link "You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face... The danger lies in refusing to face the fear, in not daring to come to grips with it... You must make yourself succeed every time. You must do the thing you think you cannot do." ~Eleanor Roosevelt "You have to crumble to be made strong by God." ~Kalindi Gourasana
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