Hello - Mumsnet first timer here, joined properly today after months of reading things posted via the facebook page. Hoping some direct moral support might help, rather than just sitting and reading the threads in isolation.
I am a mum of one, he is 15 months. I was always overweight before I had him but by some miracle lost my appetite and only put a stone on while I was pregnant (and then lost it with breastfeeding, which I've stopped now).
I just had myself weighed at the end of last week. I started to go to small group PT sessions about a month ago and only just got around to starting the goal setting stuff with the leader. My scales at home have told me I am hovering around the 17st mark for months, her scales said 17st 10lbs! I would've cried at the extra 10lbs but my emotion was actually 'well I can't feel much worse than I already do'. I'm only 5'3 so I would like to be 10-11st.
I have found the sessions really hard but am trying to persevere. The other 2-3 people in my group are always slimmer (and seemingly fitter) than me but not too off putting, I feel like the room is full of 'real' people - not shiny gym people.
That said, it's really bloomin' hard! I have burst into tears in the car about 3 times on leaving a session and one time I was actually full of tears whilst mid-plank and just had to try and sort my self out before I made eye contact with anyone when I stood up.
I just DON'T GET the rush of endorphins that I'm sick of hearing about. I hate exercise. I really do. I dread it but the only reason I keep going is because it recently hit me that I might die young and I don't want to leave my son without a mum. I'm crying now just at typing that. There is a strong history of Type 2 Diabetes on both sides of my family. I have PCOS but the symptoms have improved massively since pregnancy. Other than that there is nothing wrong with me, I am just lazy.
I hate diets. I have no will power and I love carbs only less than my family. If I could eat potato at every meal for the rest of my life I would be on cloud nine. I don't feel satisfied until I have had carbs in a meal. I can eat fruit and veg til the cows come home but until some dry carbs have been consumed I feel like my meal is incomplete (potato, rice, bread, crackers etc). My only saving grace is that I don't really have a sweet tooth.
I follow so many pages online which have motivational things posted but they just annoy me. Having recently read that weight loss is 20% exercise but 80% food I feel even worse about things.
So all said and done, I am hoping to be inspired here. Motivated into action. Even scared into it... yes, maybe shock will work...
Sorry for the super long post.. got carried away.