The Beginning

So three weeks ago I decided to join the gym.  I debated for ages, made excuses as to why I couldn't and truthfully I didn't think I could afford it! But before I start telling you about the present let me tell you a bit about the past and why I'm on this journey.
I've never been thin, I sometimes wonder if I was born overweight. I was forever self conscience, growing up all my friends were thin. I hated school shopping because while everyone was buying the latest styles from the junior section, I was trying to find clothes in the women's section that didn't look like a 40 year olds work wardrobe.  Things got better when we got our first Fashion Bug, I was still buying plus size clothes but atleast they were cute.
I spent my entire life worrying about my weight and hoping I would magically wake up thin one day.  I did every crash diet known to man, I would eat and then throw up my food (I later learned this was actually an eating disorder), I tried the over the counter weight loss pills, but nothing worked.  I eventually gave up and my weight continued to go up. I'd go out with friends and I'd eat what they did,  I didn't want a bowl of lettuce with no dressing,  no nothing, I wanted pizza so I had it.  In 2008 I tipped the scale at 326lbs.  I hated having my picture taken, but I still wasn't doing anything about my weight.
In the autumn of 2008 I moved to the UK to start a post graduate degree. I had lots of ups and downs as all grad students do.  I went for lots of walks and after a few months I noticed the pounds started to drop off. By January 2010 I weighed 240lbs.
So let's skip ahead to March 2015, I had moved back to the US July 2011, I didn't walk everywhere anymore I drove. I sat at a desk I came home and sat on the sofa.  The jeans I had bought when I first moved back to the US wouldn't button up anymore. I was back to buying a 3X/4X. I step on the scale and about have a heart attack,  I'm back up to 321.
This was my breaking point! I'm tired of being limited in what clothes I can buy!  I hate how I look when I see myself in the mirror!  I get out of breath climbing the stairs at work! The point is I'm unhealthy!  So here is my goal,  it's not about getting to a certain size, or losing a certain amount of weight. My goal is to get healthy.
I know there are days I won't be motivated, I know there will be weeks I don't feel like I made the progress I wanted.  I've decidea to start this blog to document my journey to the healthier happier me!