Hello, so I decided to start a diary, for someone reason I thought you needed 50 posts to start one but I must have read it wrong.
I have always been slightly curvy with boobs and hips, but comfortable in a size 12. However just before my 21st my Granddad died and I took it bad, luckily my fella was on hand to make me feel better with icecream and hariobo
It wasn't long (about a year) before I was in a 14-16 but I convinced myself I was still happy with my size, it was just curves. Anyway to short a long story short I continued to live in denial as my weight and dress size kept creeping up. Then I got diagnosed with a prolactinoma (a benign prolactin secreting tumour in the brain) and after I was told it was connected to weight gain....well it was the perfect excuse...It is the tumour making me fat, not the chocolate/ crisps/ 4 scoop icecream I have just eaten.
In this magical world of denial I lived in, I convinced myself I was eating healthy as I ate 5 portions of fruit and veg a day and my portion sizes were not huge...I mean pepper on a pizza is a portion right...
I graduated from uni, then graduated from my post grad cringing at how fat I was in the pics. It's not my fault I would think, I couldnt lose weight if I wanted to...the tumour wont let me...It has nothing to do with the tube of pringles I have just scoffed.
Well, my fella asked me to marry him last year after 6 years together, we have been engaged a year and a half now...and even though we have an agreement that we won't get married till I work of the weight (my stipulation not his...before anybody starts sharpening pitch forks). I was still in denial especially when we moved in together and there was an unlimited supply of naughty stuff.
My wake-up call came from playing just dance, you see as well as being in denial about my weight I was also in denial about my fitness level....Yeah I might be big but I am still athletic.... I thought before I collapsed doing a very good impression of a beached whale after only half a song.
So that was that I signed up to slimming world, an aerobics and an aqua aerobics class...even though I was convinced I wouldnt lose any weight/ I would give up...but after 3 1/2 lbs in my first week I was hooked. Something about knowing the weigh in is coming keeps me honest and the tumour hasn't hindered my loss 1st award in 4th weigh in. I am so much more determined than I gave myself credit for, and the thing I am looking forward to most? Being in the family pictures at christmas, instead of hiding from the camera and untagging myself when it finds me!
Phew so that was a long first post...I promise they wont be as long from now on....