Ive got to say honestly, getting the weight off will be the best thing you can do. If you need to use the injections to do so, go on ahead.
I was 58 when I took a look at me. 5ft 1 and a bit and coming in at near on 12 stone. My hair a mess, my clothes - tossed into a wardrobe and the door tight closed as I could only fit into a few pairs of leggings and tee shirts. I looked and felt a bloody mess and I needed to change and I was broke
The weight had to go. I took myself to SW because I know I need the motivation and accountability. At home I could just forget to weigh in, tell myself the scales arent working right etc etc. So I took myself down, near had heart failure when I saw how heavy I had got. Set myself a target of just 1 stone. The stone went, then the 10% of my body weight, then another half and another half - and so it went - slowly I admit, but I never ever ever stopped going, even when I knew I was going to show a gain
So now my size 18's and hanging and the 16s are loose, I couldnt afford a new wardrobe, time to open the wardrobe and see what was in there. Years of clothes from size 8's to 14's. I celebrated getting back into a size 14 by getting my hair styled, cos finally I could see myself looking back as to how I remembered. Sure a tad older and grey haired, but my face was showing how I remembered it, cheek bones were appearing , there was only one chin showing ( if I kept my head straight ) :) And getting the hair styled meant I had to get the eyebrows done
I started to look in the mirror more, I was beginning to like what I was seeing. So I came on here and started to read what ladies my age were using, and whilst I cant afford high end, I took the knowledge and have built a wee skin care routine which suits me, my skin and purse.
The only exercise I can do is walk. I walk, I walk ruddy miles a day. If Ive only done 10k steps its been a lazy day :) Now when I started I could barely walk the length of myself without huffing and puffing, the sweat dripping off me cos I was so covered up. But I kept at it and two weeks ago I completed a 26 mile hike for charity
The walking lifts me. Makes me feel good. Gives me time to think, to work things out . Im lucky that I live rural so have nice scenery about me even though Im having to walk the narrow roads trying not to be hit by cars. But Im out there every day, summer or winter walking, sunshine or pitch dark - I go out
I posed for family photos this week. Actually looking back at my photos on my phone, the last pictures of me were taken back in 2016. Seems like from then on DH went everywhere alone until last summer :) For 7 years I had avoided the camera. Weddings, parties, holidays, family days - Im not there
Last summer it was our sons wedding. I was in a size 14 and felt a million dollars. I was in the photos :)
This summer Im a lot smaller still. I know it shouldnt be about size, but I was never ever happy being big. And losing the weight and keeping it off has really boosted my self confidence. Im never going to be an oil painting, Ive creases and wrinkles, jowls and a bit of a turkey neck, but thats all ok with me because I can finally see me again
I have even taken to wearing makeup again. Im content at the face I see now, I just like to make it look brighter and more polished to match the fact that I wear well fitting clothes rather then the tents I used to hide under. Ive still middle aged spread, a bit of a belly but thats ok
Good luck xxx