{"id":124,"date":"2014-01-04T21:23:00","date_gmt":"2014-01-04T21:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/debralwallace.com\/a-weight-loss-story-rochester-ny-weight-loss-photography-before-and-after\/"},"modified":"2014-01-04T21:23:00","modified_gmt":"2014-01-04T21:23:00","slug":"a-weight-loss-story-rochester-ny-weight-loss-photography-before-and-after","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/debralwallace.com\/a-weight-loss-story-rochester-ny-weight-loss-photography-before-and-after\/","title":{"rendered":"A Weight Loss Story ~ Rochester, NY Weight Loss Photography, Before and After"},"content":{"rendered":"
by Debra Wallace<\/p>\n
My scale and I became enemies when my type A personality railroaded it into starving me. I didn’t weigh myself for 10 years. As long as I worked out and felt good, my weight was irrelevant, dangerous even. When I went to the doctor’s office I proudly stood backwards. Ditto for three pregnancies.<\/p>\n
I gave birth to my third biological child the year I turned 29. A few pregnancies had twisted my appetite into an aggressive monster while my metabolism betrayed me as it aged. I was tired and perpetually dissatisfied with the way I looked in photos, but I chalked it up to my busy life. It didn’t occur to me that I had some pounds to shed and I mostly hid behind the camera anyway.<\/p>\n