Hamish's Mum
Silver Member
I agree with most of the comments on this thread.
I always thought I was fat in my youth, when I was actually very slim.
I gained weight steadily over the years but can remember wearing a size 14 for my 30th birthday, roll on my 42nd birthday and I was burtsing out of a size 22.
I decided to do Atkins about 2 months before my neice got married and managed to lose some weight but as always I started everything too late for it to make any real difference, I squashed myself into a size 20 for her wedding. The photos were truly awful, but I soon stopped dieting. I then tried SW but couldn't understand that I was a slow loser and everyone else would lose loads and I would just lose 0.5lb. My C was lovely but new and never really knew what to say to me when I was upset and disappointed. I lasted about 8 weeks.
Roll on 5 months later and my friend who was doing SW in a different class to me was almost at target after losing over 4 stone and looked amazing. I was so jealous.
The final turning point for me was a photo. But not a fat photo a thin one. I was in Majorca with my children who are both teenagers but were just young then and I just looked so happy, slim and healthy. I remembered how I felt then and it was one of the happiest times of my life and I was proud of me. I decided I want to be that person again, as that is the real me, not the miserable depressed anxious person who I have become, that thinks everyone is judging me or looking at me beacuse of how I look. I want the real me back. Now when I think about failing or giving up I picture the photo in my head and it makes me feel good.
I have now been attending SW with my lovely friend who is at target, and love being in control.
I always thought I was fat in my youth, when I was actually very slim.
I gained weight steadily over the years but can remember wearing a size 14 for my 30th birthday, roll on my 42nd birthday and I was burtsing out of a size 22.
I decided to do Atkins about 2 months before my neice got married and managed to lose some weight but as always I started everything too late for it to make any real difference, I squashed myself into a size 20 for her wedding. The photos were truly awful, but I soon stopped dieting. I then tried SW but couldn't understand that I was a slow loser and everyone else would lose loads and I would just lose 0.5lb. My C was lovely but new and never really knew what to say to me when I was upset and disappointed. I lasted about 8 weeks.
Roll on 5 months later and my friend who was doing SW in a different class to me was almost at target after losing over 4 stone and looked amazing. I was so jealous.
The final turning point for me was a photo. But not a fat photo a thin one. I was in Majorca with my children who are both teenagers but were just young then and I just looked so happy, slim and healthy. I remembered how I felt then and it was one of the happiest times of my life and I was proud of me. I decided I want to be that person again, as that is the real me, not the miserable depressed anxious person who I have become, that thinks everyone is judging me or looking at me beacuse of how I look. I want the real me back. Now when I think about failing or giving up I picture the photo in my head and it makes me feel good.
I have now been attending SW with my lovely friend who is at target, and love being in control.