After spending most of my adult life with a weight of around 147lbs (10st 7lbs), which is a healthy weight and BMI for my height of 5'7'', I took the plunge today and stepped on the scales for the first time in three years.
I now weigh in at 237.4lbs (16st 13.4lbs). I knew things had been getting out of hand - but I had no idea how badly!
As a college and university student, I went running most days of the week and took part in half-marathons. I ate sensibly (although I've always had a sweet tooth), mostly because I was determined not to fall into the eating patterns of my mother who has been overweight her entire life and is clearly quite miserable about it.
After graduating from university I went on to study for a postgraduate degree. I absolutely HATED the shabby, cheap student halls I was placed in but it was the only accommodation I could afford. I was also living hundreds of miles away from my fiancé at the time. To compensate, I started obsessively overexercising and controlling what I ate. This was absolutely no fun, and I missed out on much of the social aspect of my postgraduate studies.
I was then successful in getting a brilliant job at a prestigious institution in London - but everything sort of went downhill from there really! I'm a country girl at heart, and the hustle, anonymity and expense of London really got me to me. My fiancé got a job in London too, and as we couldn't afford to go out I completely went the other way from overexercising and just spent every night on the sofa watching TV and chomping cheap junk food. My fiancé has a big appetite, but is a slim/muscular man who does not really put on weight. I was kidding myself that I could eat the same size portions as him.
Eventually I was diagnosed with depression. I didn't have the motivation to do anything about my lifestyle - not even for my wedding last year. I still can't bring myself to look at the photos from the day. Everyone else looks lovely, and I just look like a big fat white blob in the middle of it.
Last month my husband was offered a job in Edinburgh, close to where he grew up. I love living here, and it's SUCH a relief not to be in London. Edinburgh is pretty health-focused, and there are plenty of cheap gyms, yoga studios, bike paths and hiking trails in Holyrood Park and the surrounding countryside.
I'm tired of being embarrassed about my body, and I figure NOW is the time to make a change! So, I've made a promise and a commitment to myself to do the following:
- Use MFP to log my food, and aim for 1200 - 1500 calories a day.
- Use the NHS Couch to 5K app at the gym (I'm too ashamed to run in public!) to get back into running.
- Use the Fitbit my lovely, supportive husband bought me to try and hit at least 8,000 steps a day.
- Weigh myself once a week to keep on track.
I have a huge amount of weight to lose - 90lbs (around 6.5st) - but I'm going to start with small goals and keep a track of my progress on here in this wonderful community! Does anybody fancy joining me?
Starting weight: 237.4lbs (16st 13.4lbs)
Goal weight: 147lbs (10st 7lbs)
Thank you so much for reading if you got this far!