Kaitlyn
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I thought I would keep a diary of my weight loss.
I have always been overweight, right from when I was a little girl. I didn't eat particularly much-according to my mum, my sister would eat like a pig, and I wouldn't (we were never well off-I remember realising this when I was a kid-can't remember how-but when we'd go to the shop as a kid with my mum, my sister would pester for sweets and I would often decline when mum finally gave in). I don't really know what caused me to gain weight.
When I was 15, I decided I no longer wanted to be a vet. I had been in cadets some time, and I remember an armed forces careers advisor coming in one night. I decided then that I wanted to be a nurse.
Part of the application process is a medical with an occupational health nurse, where immunisations and past medical history are discussed, a sight test is caried out, and you are weighed and measured. I wasn't sure how much I weighed-I knew it was too much, but not exactly how much. I was 18 1/2 stone. She told me I needed to lose weight. I knew that, but being told by a healthcare professional was not good. I decided then that I would lose weight.
I started uni the next month. There were no shops close enough to the school of healthcare to pop to in break. Vending achines were provided-chocolate, crisps and flapjacks. Like most people on the course, the weight piled on. Not only was there more of the wrong stuff to eat, but my exercise habts had changed. I used to walk the 2 miles each way to college every, only catching the bus if the weather was particularly bad, or, on one ocassion, the only shoes I could find in the house were stilletos, and walking that far in the was not the comfiest, so I got the bus home. Now, I was driving the 15 miles each way.
Throughout my couse, I would decided that I needed to lose weight. Always half heartedly, always unsucessfully.
I have finished uni now. I weighed 20 stone. I want to lose weight. I feel fit-I can out walk my friends, my family and my dog, swim far and fast and quite happily run if I need to. But I know if I feel like this now, I will feel much much better when I am at my target weight.
By my graduation next July, I will weigh not more than 12 stone. I will have a BMI of 23.5. My body will be toned.
I have always been overweight, right from when I was a little girl. I didn't eat particularly much-according to my mum, my sister would eat like a pig, and I wouldn't (we were never well off-I remember realising this when I was a kid-can't remember how-but when we'd go to the shop as a kid with my mum, my sister would pester for sweets and I would often decline when mum finally gave in). I don't really know what caused me to gain weight.
When I was 15, I decided I no longer wanted to be a vet. I had been in cadets some time, and I remember an armed forces careers advisor coming in one night. I decided then that I wanted to be a nurse.
Part of the application process is a medical with an occupational health nurse, where immunisations and past medical history are discussed, a sight test is caried out, and you are weighed and measured. I wasn't sure how much I weighed-I knew it was too much, but not exactly how much. I was 18 1/2 stone. She told me I needed to lose weight. I knew that, but being told by a healthcare professional was not good. I decided then that I would lose weight.
I started uni the next month. There were no shops close enough to the school of healthcare to pop to in break. Vending achines were provided-chocolate, crisps and flapjacks. Like most people on the course, the weight piled on. Not only was there more of the wrong stuff to eat, but my exercise habts had changed. I used to walk the 2 miles each way to college every, only catching the bus if the weather was particularly bad, or, on one ocassion, the only shoes I could find in the house were stilletos, and walking that far in the was not the comfiest, so I got the bus home. Now, I was driving the 15 miles each way.
Throughout my couse, I would decided that I needed to lose weight. Always half heartedly, always unsucessfully.
I have finished uni now. I weighed 20 stone. I want to lose weight. I feel fit-I can out walk my friends, my family and my dog, swim far and fast and quite happily run if I need to. But I know if I feel like this now, I will feel much much better when I am at my target weight.
By my graduation next July, I will weigh not more than 12 stone. I will have a BMI of 23.5. My body will be toned.