Death by fat thighs

Memorial day weekend...beautiful weather and i was feeling pretty good. I decided to take my FIRST walk outside in years. Normally i walk to the car and call it a day.

I was blasting Pussycat Dolls in my ipod and everything was going ok--i was hurting, but it was tolerable--until "the hill" and not just any hill but a freak hill that almost killed me. There was tons of skinny girls walking around so i couldn't roll down it crying..i had to act like it was no sweat.

I never realized HOW fat i really am..i mean i just broke 270...and when i looked in the mirror i didn't see a skinny girl, but this weekend i really felt like i might not make it up the hill.

When i got home my skinny husband was sitting on the couch and i just bursted out in tears. Very difficult day, but i'm glad i went out there and gave it a shot. Next time..i hope i cry less until one day it gets easy.