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...Hi all! 
I hope you don't mind me crashing here as a new user - I've had a good look around the forums and I really like it here
I'm Becca, living in the centre of Norwich with my pet hamster and array of books, and I'm 25.
I started my weight loss journey with Weight Watchers on 03/03/2010.
My weight has been a bone of contention for nearly all my life - when I was a child I grew at a much quicker rate than the other kids, and as a result I looked heavy compared to them (which, for my height, I wasn't!) - this carried on throughout primary school and right into high school, where I was teased for being fat; the funniest thing is after looking back on photos of that time, I really wasn't - I was a 12 year old girl with a body of a 17 year old. I hated the fact I couldn't fit into clothes at Tammy and instead had to go to Topshop or New Look - which is ironic considering I've not been able to fit into Topshop since I was 19
Anyway, after years of teasing and general rubbish, when I was 14 I ended up basically starving myself for a good two years - I ended up in an out patient rehabilitation clinic (I wasn't light enough to be deemed properly anorexic, even though I was surviving on 200 cals a day!) and was under constant supervision from my parents and teachers. Then I met a boy, and I stopped worrying about food gradually.
I lost a lot of weight again when I was 18, although I was never "skinny", I'd put on a lot of weight when I was with my first boyfriend.
So, by the time I was 20, I was about 13st and a size 16. This steadily grew and grew as I spent more time going out with friends and my boyfriend, drank more, did less exercise, drove to work instead of walking etc etc. I would oscilate between telling myself I wasn't that big (mainly as most of my family and friends said the same thing) and absolutely hating what I saw in the mirror.
Finally, last summer I cracked - a pair of jeans I loved no longer did up properly and I decided to embrace Weight Watchers - I'd done the plan for a grand total of about 2 weeks the year before so I knew it worked. I started going to meetings and upped my exercise. Then I broke up with my boyfriend and had to move in with my Mum, and I couldn't get to my usual meeting. I tried to stay on track as much as I could but eventually I just ended up going back to normal.
I woke up on the 03/03/2010 and decided enough was enough. I'd said all year prior to that that I'd join Weight Watchers, that I'd adopt a Low GI diet (I have PCOS) etc etc, but never did anything about it. I had £20 in my pocket and thought signing up for a monthly pass would be the best option.
I weighed in at my heaviest weight; 19st 8.5lbs. I was mortified, my BMI was something like 46 and I generally felt so unhealthy.
I've never been a binge eater - or an emotional eater, I just ate and drank totally the wrong things and my portion sizes were ridiculous. I didn't take notice of when I was full and I didn't drink enough water.
I've been on the plan for just over 4 weeks and I've lost 23.5lbs so far - I'm utterly taken back by how much and I feel a bit guilty going to my meetings as a lot of the women there are elderly and lose at a slower rate, but I know this is just my month's grace and everything after this will slow right down. I think I'm prepared for it
Anyway, sorry for the essay, I just thought it would be good to get it all down!
I hope you don't mind me crashing here as a new user - I've had a good look around the forums and I really like it here
I'm Becca, living in the centre of Norwich with my pet hamster and array of books, and I'm 25.
I started my weight loss journey with Weight Watchers on 03/03/2010.
My weight has been a bone of contention for nearly all my life - when I was a child I grew at a much quicker rate than the other kids, and as a result I looked heavy compared to them (which, for my height, I wasn't!) - this carried on throughout primary school and right into high school, where I was teased for being fat; the funniest thing is after looking back on photos of that time, I really wasn't - I was a 12 year old girl with a body of a 17 year old. I hated the fact I couldn't fit into clothes at Tammy and instead had to go to Topshop or New Look - which is ironic considering I've not been able to fit into Topshop since I was 19
Anyway, after years of teasing and general rubbish, when I was 14 I ended up basically starving myself for a good two years - I ended up in an out patient rehabilitation clinic (I wasn't light enough to be deemed properly anorexic, even though I was surviving on 200 cals a day!) and was under constant supervision from my parents and teachers. Then I met a boy, and I stopped worrying about food gradually.
I lost a lot of weight again when I was 18, although I was never "skinny", I'd put on a lot of weight when I was with my first boyfriend.
So, by the time I was 20, I was about 13st and a size 16. This steadily grew and grew as I spent more time going out with friends and my boyfriend, drank more, did less exercise, drove to work instead of walking etc etc. I would oscilate between telling myself I wasn't that big (mainly as most of my family and friends said the same thing) and absolutely hating what I saw in the mirror.
Finally, last summer I cracked - a pair of jeans I loved no longer did up properly and I decided to embrace Weight Watchers - I'd done the plan for a grand total of about 2 weeks the year before so I knew it worked. I started going to meetings and upped my exercise. Then I broke up with my boyfriend and had to move in with my Mum, and I couldn't get to my usual meeting. I tried to stay on track as much as I could but eventually I just ended up going back to normal.
I woke up on the 03/03/2010 and decided enough was enough. I'd said all year prior to that that I'd join Weight Watchers, that I'd adopt a Low GI diet (I have PCOS) etc etc, but never did anything about it. I had £20 in my pocket and thought signing up for a monthly pass would be the best option.
I weighed in at my heaviest weight; 19st 8.5lbs. I was mortified, my BMI was something like 46 and I generally felt so unhealthy.
I've never been a binge eater - or an emotional eater, I just ate and drank totally the wrong things and my portion sizes were ridiculous. I didn't take notice of when I was full and I didn't drink enough water.
I've been on the plan for just over 4 weeks and I've lost 23.5lbs so far - I'm utterly taken back by how much and I feel a bit guilty going to my meetings as a lot of the women there are elderly and lose at a slower rate, but I know this is just my month's grace and everything after this will slow right down. I think I'm prepared for it
Anyway, sorry for the essay, I just thought it would be good to get it all down!
