"Sure if I could lose weight by talking about it, I'd be on a Trocaire Box by now"
"I think I'll hang out outside the hospital and see could I catch that winter vomiting bug, I'd lose stones in no time"
"Shop in Bennetton? Sure the only things that fit me there are the scarves".
A few of the quips I've made in company over the years to make me feel less self conscious about my weight, make people laugh about it, that's it, then they won't say anything not nice about you!
I've struggled more or less with my weight since getting wed in 1995, long story, no need to bore you with all the details! Bare outline, weight crept up from 11stone over the years, was at 13.7lbs for years, after my second child (now 12), I went back down to 11stone but over the next six years or so, it went up and up. Got up on the scales last summer after not weighing myself for ages, it was not a pretty sight! My scales measures in pounds and it was 226lbs. I actually had to get a calculator to work it out. Sweet holy mother of God, I was 16st 2lbs.
That was a weight I never ever thought would apply to me, you know when you think of someone 16stone, in your mind you see this barrell of a person - that was now me, the barrell!! At only 5'4 and wearing a size 20, it was time to do something!
Happen to visit a relative of mine shortly after who seemed much smaller than before so I asked her secret. Slimming World. Never heard of it. Did WW for years upon years, this wouldn't be any different. Then I looked at the free seven day menu online. Mountains of food? You couldn't lose on this could you? My relative had left SW and rejoined a few months later so had a spare set of books going. I took them and started the following Monday, it was 13th August, 2012. I loved it, best programme I had ever been on, I lost one stone in 8weeks and was never hungry! Then, being the fool that I am, decided to give myself a break after being so good as to lose a stone and what happened? Nope, the weight in fact, didn't go back up, but I never went back on it!!
April this year saw me hospitalised with gall-bladder problems, I didn't realise how sick I was, it had affected my liver function. I was in hospital for 5 nights, on a low fat diet as in not even red meat!! No eggs, no milk, no dairy at all. To be honest, I had been in so much pain I was afraid to eat, Rich Tea biscuits became my best friend. When I got home from hospital (still with my gallbladder, surgery was a few months away until bloods settled down), I weighed myself, I had lost 8 pounds, wooooo hooooo, have to say I was delighted!! Every cloud and all that!! Continued on the low fat diet until my surgery in June and kept those 8 pounds off, I was now 14st 7lb and a size 18. When my op was over I was so happy to be able to eat normally again, yep, I found that 8lb again, along with a few more!!
So, here I am, again, started on Monday at 15st 4lb. Having a good week, the usual tummy upsets with all the fruit etc., I know that will settle down.
Why am I doing this?
I'm 43. I feel I've wasted years of being unhealthy, looking fat, missing out on fab clothes and fashion that I just couldn't wear.
I was starting to get pains in my knees and ankles. I was breathless coming up the stairs at home. At 43? Disgraceful carry on!!
I'm sick of sucking my gut in!! I want it gone. I look at myself in the mirror face on and think "not too bad", then I turn sideways and I see the bum shelf (I saw this phrase on here earlier this morning, I love it), the six months pregnant looking tummy that is starting to overhang, ugh, enough is enough. At the end of the day, all the food that got me this way is long gone, the memories of eating it are long gone but I'm left here, the barrell!! And on top of that, I have a bag full of gorgeous size 14 clothes tucked away in the attic that are just screaming at me to be worn again, it's only fair that I do it for them isn't it?
"I think I'll hang out outside the hospital and see could I catch that winter vomiting bug, I'd lose stones in no time"
"Shop in Bennetton? Sure the only things that fit me there are the scarves".
A few of the quips I've made in company over the years to make me feel less self conscious about my weight, make people laugh about it, that's it, then they won't say anything not nice about you!
I've struggled more or less with my weight since getting wed in 1995, long story, no need to bore you with all the details! Bare outline, weight crept up from 11stone over the years, was at 13.7lbs for years, after my second child (now 12), I went back down to 11stone but over the next six years or so, it went up and up. Got up on the scales last summer after not weighing myself for ages, it was not a pretty sight! My scales measures in pounds and it was 226lbs. I actually had to get a calculator to work it out. Sweet holy mother of God, I was 16st 2lbs.
That was a weight I never ever thought would apply to me, you know when you think of someone 16stone, in your mind you see this barrell of a person - that was now me, the barrell!! At only 5'4 and wearing a size 20, it was time to do something! Happen to visit a relative of mine shortly after who seemed much smaller than before so I asked her secret. Slimming World. Never heard of it. Did WW for years upon years, this wouldn't be any different. Then I looked at the free seven day menu online. Mountains of food? You couldn't lose on this could you? My relative had left SW and rejoined a few months later so had a spare set of books going. I took them and started the following Monday, it was 13th August, 2012. I loved it, best programme I had ever been on, I lost one stone in 8weeks and was never hungry! Then, being the fool that I am, decided to give myself a break after being so good as to lose a stone and what happened? Nope, the weight in fact, didn't go back up, but I never went back on it!!
April this year saw me hospitalised with gall-bladder problems, I didn't realise how sick I was, it had affected my liver function. I was in hospital for 5 nights, on a low fat diet as in not even red meat!! No eggs, no milk, no dairy at all. To be honest, I had been in so much pain I was afraid to eat, Rich Tea biscuits became my best friend. When I got home from hospital (still with my gallbladder, surgery was a few months away until bloods settled down), I weighed myself, I had lost 8 pounds, wooooo hooooo, have to say I was delighted!! Every cloud and all that!! Continued on the low fat diet until my surgery in June and kept those 8 pounds off, I was now 14st 7lb and a size 18. When my op was over I was so happy to be able to eat normally again, yep, I found that 8lb again, along with a few more!!
So, here I am, again, started on Monday at 15st 4lb. Having a good week, the usual tummy upsets with all the fruit etc., I know that will settle down.
Why am I doing this?
I'm 43. I feel I've wasted years of being unhealthy, looking fat, missing out on fab clothes and fashion that I just couldn't wear.
I was starting to get pains in my knees and ankles. I was breathless coming up the stairs at home. At 43? Disgraceful carry on!!
I'm sick of sucking my gut in!! I want it gone. I look at myself in the mirror face on and think "not too bad", then I turn sideways and I see the bum shelf (I saw this phrase on here earlier this morning, I love it
), the six months pregnant looking tummy that is starting to overhang, ugh, enough is enough. At the end of the day, all the food that got me this way is long gone, the memories of eating it are long gone but I'm left here, the barrell!! And on top of that, I have a bag full of gorgeous size 14 clothes tucked away in the attic that are just screaming at me to be worn again, it's only fair that I do it for them isn't it? 
