My name is Kimberly, and I am a food addict.
I’m actually a lot of things, but we’ll start there.
I’m a recently engaged, just-turned 25-year-old, and as my wedding is rapidly approaching, I’ve been continuing to gain weight just as steadily.
I normally wear a size 8-10 in street clothes, depending on the day, so when I ordered my wedding dress in March, I ordered a size 16 remembering a mantra that my mother, a seamstress, had always preached “It’s easier to make it smaller, than bigger”.
My dress had arrived a few weeks later, and as you can imagine, I was over the moon when I got the news. I raced to my parents house to try it on, and to my dismay, I couldn’t zip it up all the way! I was advised, by my mother, there is room to let it out, but I’d need to lose about 10 lbs to make it fit better.
I’ve since been crazy stressed out as I am a busy lady with a busy life, and I believe I’ve gained about 10 lbs since this discussion.
The irony of it all is as I sit here griping about my weight and ever-expanding midriff, I continue to stuff my face with Hershey Kisses. The only thing that makes this remotely OK is the fact that I am dragging my ass out after work tonight to go for a hike!
This blog is a place to vent and rejoice about my journey over the next 4 months and 2 days as I
attempt, PUSH to get myself into my dress, feel better about myself, quit smoking, achieve a proper work/life balance and finish planning for my big day.
Time to get my shit together!