To be fat or not to be fat? That is the question.

  So, you know the cartoons where they show the brain of a dumb character and there is a hamster wheel and the hamster is asleep or something. Yeah, that's about how my metabolism is!


  I would L<3VE to be the skinny person everyone hated for once! Instead.. I'm the oompa loompa in the background of all pictures trying to hide behind 3 other skinny people so you can't see me.

  That's alllllllll going to change though. I am officially a Calorie Counter. That's right.. you can call me.. Fran, The Calorie Countin' Bandit.. OK my name needs a little work but HEY!

  Let's get a little background here. I've always been overweight. There was a short stint where I wasn't but unfortunately in order to be at a normal weight I was convinced throwing everything up was a good idea. While I lost weight, I destroyed my health and my own personal body image. I got it under control for a while and then gained a ton of weight. I then joined the Metabolic Research Center. I lost like 60lbs and was feeling great! A few months later I knocked up... Dang Super Model Body! And everyone knows when you're pregnanct you have this auto excuse of "I'm eating for two." It doesn't matter than #2 is the size of a lima bean.. I'M STILL EATING FOR 2 SO ORDER ME 2 PIZZAS AND WHATEVER YOU WANT!

  Getting back to my story.. so I obviously gained a lot of weight back and 4 wonderful years later I am STILL trying to lose it. Unfortunately, I still struggle with my eating disorder and I have to be SUPER careful when I diet. I have a huge tendency to get obsessed.. which makes me have to stop dieting.. which in turn makes me gain more weight.. so obviously.. dieting doesn't normally work for me.  :)

  But I am excited about the calorie counting.  I can eat pretty much what I want and if I exercise I get to eat more. WHO DOESN'T LOVE THAT?

  So take a good look at me my friends. Fran as you know it is NO MORE!

The point of my blurb is my answer.. NOT TO BE FAT!

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