Well i'm sitting here, bored. I really should be putting away the 3 loads of washing sitting in baskets in the corner but my toddler is asleep and i'm having a rest.
Here's a little bit about me...Sorry this may be long.
I was overweight as a kid. All through primary and high school I was the fat kid/teenager. I was an emotional eater and ate when I wasn't hungry. I suffered from depression and I used to cut myself to make myself feel better. Sounds horrible huh?
When I was in year 10 something in my snapped. I didn't want to be the fat girl anymore. I was working in a pet shop on Weekends and making my own money so I hired a treadmill. Whenever I had any spare time I was on the treadmill. I would spend hours locked in my room on it, jogging until my legs felt like they were going to drop off.
I changed my eating habits too. I became a vegetarian because one night my mum made turkey and I couldn't stand the smell. Weird I know.
One day while in the supermarket I came across some weightloss pills. I decided to buy some a give them a go. The weight was dropping off quickly so I bought another brand and started taking them both. Stupid I know, but I wasn't thinking straight. I just wanted to be thin.
My eating habits were getting really bad. Some days I would only eat a carrot, take the pills and drink lots of water.
My friends said that each time they saw me it looked like I had lost weight. This only motivated me more.
After 10 months I gave up being a vegetarian (my mum made turkey and it smelt nice!
I started eating more, but continued to exercise so maintained my weight. I also gave up the exercise pills as my mum found packets of them in my draw and confronted me.
Just as I was finishing highschool I met my boyfriend, Mathew. He lived about 3-4 hours away so we decided to move to Melbourne together. After about a year together I started putting on weight. I was eating healthy food and riding to and from work (about 1 hour away) so I went to the doctors and found out I was pregnant. This came as a really big shock. I was only 19 and hadn't even thought about having children.
Around the same time I started getting really bad stomach aches and diarrhea. I went back to the doctors and told him my symptoms. As there is a history of bowel cancer in my family he sent me to a gastroenterologist. I had some tests done and I found out I had a bowel disease called Ulcerative Colitis. I was put on mild medication because I was pregnant but it wasn't helping. I was still getting all of the symptoms plus morning sickness. Once the morning sickness went I started eating like a horse. We lived down the road from charcoal chicken and chinese takeaways so I would get chips, potatocakes and big M's everyday. I also ate alot of chocolate, mostly crunchies. I was really depressed and my boyfriend would bring me home crunchies to try and cheer me up.
At the end of my pregnancy I think I weighed about 100kgs but never actually got on the scales.
When my son was born he had to stay in hospital for 9 days. We didn't bond straight away and I felt hopeless. When we both went home I was depressed, scared and lonely so I ate. I had trouble breastfeeding and this left me gutted so I ate more.....
About 6 months later I did try and lose weight. I joined a gym and started eating healthy. By then my medication for the UC was working so I had more energy. I got down to 81kgs but then for some insane reason I gave up. I keep thinking if I had've kept going I would be my goal weight now but no use dwelling on the past.
Finally I got sick of seeing a obese woman staring back at me in the mirror. I was sick of feeling like a failure and not being able to fit into my old clothes so bout 18-20 weeks ago I joined WeightWatchers. In my first week I lost 4.7kg which gave me plenty of motivation to keep going. So far i've 16.1kgs and I feel great. I love going to meetings and following the program. It makes me feel in control and because I have 22 points to eat a day it helps me pick my food wisely. There have been weeks where I've had a blowout and been too ashamed to go to the meeting and step on the scales but i've put that behind me and moved on. The only thing that matters is now.
I have 7.5kgs to go before I reach my goal of 70kgs. I'm thinking once I get to 70kgs i'll see how I feel. I may try for 65kgs. I haven't decided yet. However I do want to be a size 12.
Well that's my story so far. I'm going to use this thread as somewhere to post how i'm feeling, how my weightloss is going, etc. I don't care if nobody reads it, it's for me to keep motivated and on track.
I've you managed to read all that without falling asleep, well done!