My decision to begin this journey was a simple one, I promised my daughter, and I promised myself. At 42 years old and 297 Pounds I was in bad shape. I have smoked a pack a day of cigarettes for the past 24 years. I called it my 24 year love affair with nicotine. I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia when I was at the heaviest weight I had ever been. Most days my body hurt so much that just walking up the stairs would make me cry. I am pretty tough. I have a high tolerance for pain but this was unbearable. I wasn't at all active, I did not exercise because it just hurt to move. My arms and legs felt like each extremity weighed hundreds of pounds individually. My body was foreign to me. I would look in the mirror and think what is this? My chest felt so big and heavy it was like I was really swollen from my stomach and chest up into my neck and face. My daughter had been asking me for months to quit smoking and I started thinking about what would happen to my family if I had a heart attack? It was a very real concern. I made a promise to my daughter that I would quit and get healthy and happy and be around for a long time. It has been a year so far, I quit smoking and I am
-95 pounds into my journey and it has been an emotional one, and a physical one. My personal renovation project is under way...
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