I found some great old pictures last night. I think they must be from six or seven years ago.

They are great, but incredibly depressing at the same time.

This is from when I worked as a janitor. My big advantage was of course that I worked for living. I work now of course, but its not the same physical labor. 135 lbs. I was so happy at this weight. I was still five lbs over what I should have been but pffftttt big deal whats five pounds?

I worked hard to get to that point. I have always battled weight and before I got to this point, when I first met my husband, I was just about where I am now. I never weighed myself then so I'm not sure on my actual weight, but I remember I wore a size 16 and that's what I wear now

So, I will use these pictures to remember the good times, and as inspiration. I'll have to loose 57 pounds to get here. I know how to do it. Nobody can diet like I can diet. However none of my tricks seem to be working. Its frustrating but I'm still not giving up.