When I first started to gain weight I had been out of high school for about 3 months and was working full time in a retail job that required me to be on my feet all day. I have always been health conscious so in my short 20 minute lunch break I would go for a brisk walk down the main street just to clear my head and to ensure I was getting some form of exercise into my day. I was eating less than I had been at school and exercising more as I had joined a local gym and was attending step and pump classes. People told me that it was just me turning into a woman and that I shouldn't worry too much... They didn't seem to understand that the fact I had gained 3kg in roughly 2 months was really concerning me.
I then got another job in a solicitors firm where I was constantly up and down and every afternoon would have to walk to all the other firms in town delivering documents and collecting important items for the solicitors. I will admit that my morning teas were not as healthy as they could have been (2 saos with cheese and butter) however, I still don't think with all the exercise I was doing in the day that this really should have had such a drastic effect. As the weight started to pile on my confidence began to plummet... I have never been an overly confident person but to no longer feel confident in my own skin was a big problem. My exercise regime was amped up and my meals sizes were cut in half... When this didn't show any results I tried every diet under the sun ranging from the Dukan Diet to a Lemon Detox Diet (YUCK!)... It seemed to be the harder I tried the more weight I would gain!
Just over 18 months later I am still struggling with my weight. I will never forget the day that I hopped on the scales and saw that I was more than 50kg and thought "okay, enough is enough I am never going to weigh 55!" but sure enough not even 3 months later there was that dreaded number.
I thought I hit rock bottom when I saw the number on the scales reach 60kg... How wrong was I! A few weeks ago I had my monthly weigh in and I had hit 63! I managed to hold myself together for the duration of the workout but as soon as I got in the car I just cried and cried.
About 4 or 5 months ago a really close friend encouraged me to start a blog to write down the thoughts in my head and then use to go back to when I'm having a rough day... My blog lasted a whole of one month before I got bored.
Today however is the day that I am getting back to it! I feel confident that I can lose this weight and for every person that tells me I am "just naturally curvy" or "bigger boned" or "perfect the way I am" is just another reason for me to try harder and prove them wrong.
The number of followers I have is really quite small however, I would love it if you could encourage and support me. I hope one day that I will become someones fitspiration!
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