Day 0.

How do you write for a weight-loss blog? Do you start out like being at Alcoholics Anonymous?

Hello, I'm Ecka. And the last time I checked, I weighed 365 pounds.

I say "last time I checked" because I just got back from Vegas, and I am too afraid to hop on that scale. But I've decided I am going to be a chicken tonight and wait until tomorrow. This post will be about what started it all.

Sometimes I think there's something wrong with me, mentally. I've always liked the idea of losing weight, but never found the tools or the motivation to actually stick with it for any longer than a few weeks. Not even being diagnosed with high blood pressure 6 months ago did much, and I'm only 23. Yup, 23 with high blood pressure. Amazing, isn't it?

What really did it to me was that I was getting married. I went dress shopping, with tons of anxiety, naturally. I am so large, I could only try on a handful of dresses. Then I found 'the one.' I fell in love with this dress. I felt beautiful. I ordered it and went on my merry way. Now, fast forward to a month before the wedding. My dress was safely hidden at a friend's house so my now-husband wouldn't see it. I took it back right before my alterations appointment and couldn't resist trying it on. And my dress didn't fit. It was too small. The worst part was that this was a Size 30, the largest size the manufacturer made. I started working out very hard, just hoping and praying that it would fit. The tailor ended up being able to let the seams out of the drew by two inches, making it work perfectly. Don't get me wrong, I am so happy it worked out, but how embarrassing!

Since then, life has been chaining dramatically. I've been married just over a week, we went on our honeymoon and we are in the process of attempting to move out of state in the next month.

Hopefully I can make something stick this tome around.