Holy smokes, I could write a book...
It took me 14 months to get the surgery and lots of wrangling. During that time I went back to therapy to really get a grip on what role food and eating plays in how I relate to the world.
Also, I got this attitude that I've had surgery ***SURGERY*** to lose weight therefore I need to everything within my power to be successful. So I studied and read and did as I was told. I started exercising knowing it would be key. I started slowly and kept (and keep) adding new challenges. I tried running at 260 and that hurt so I started again at 220 back in October. That was 30 seconds of running to every 2 minutes of walking. Little by little I've added more. I'm still a novice but it's things like slowly chipping away at old bad behaviors and adding new behaviors a bit at a time.
That way I've never felt like I've abandoned my old self in favor of this new gal and I've also taken the time to really enjoy the process. I'm not in a huge rush, but I'm consistent.
And with all that "rah rah rah" stuff there are some shit filled, I hate this band days! But they are few and far between. I think preband, there were the shit filled, I hate this life days that I now just direct toward being banded. You know take it out on the most obvious target?!
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Thanks for asking about me. See yet another benefit of being banded...I appreicate it.