When I was in my teens, I never had to think about my weight. In fact I was always very curvy but very thin. I suppose it was only a matter of time though, because both my parents were always a little overweight and so I knew the genes were probably there.
At around the age of 20, I got into a long term relationship (and then very short-lived marriage) whereby we lived together and got comfy I suppose. I put on quite a lot of weight, ending up at around a size 16, from always having been a 10. I managed to lose the weight over about 6 months and then kept it off for several years, mostly by attending Weight Watchers meetings and sticking to their points system.
The next time I put on weight was both a combination of another long term relationship, but which also coincided with falling pregnant. At the point I gave birth, I was back up to a 16 again, though some of that was bump rather than fat obvious. A few weeks after giving birth (or caesarian as it was), I was around 14-16, 14 being tightish but 16 being a little on the large side. Over a few months I got down to a regular 14 and even a little under, but never anything less. I didn’t diet mind you, it was just the fact we owned a restaurant and I was working on my feet every day. I maintained this weight for a few years until I fell pregnant for the second time. This time I put on loads and loads of weight. Part of it I put down to already being big to begin with, but some I know was the difference in my lifestyle from the first pregnancy to the second. By the time I gave birth to my second daughter I was about a size 18.
During my second pregnancy however, I had made up my mind to lose the weight and get back down to my original size – 12 being more realistic than 10 mind you. I knew that breast-feeding would help me lose the weight, and running around after two children was far more likely to drop the pounds than just the one. I also looked into various diet plans and decided on the Rosemary Conely one. My youngest daughter was born in March and although I ended up having a caesarian again, I maintained my plan to diet, exercise and lose weight. By the following December I was down to a size 12 again, a whole new wardrobe of clothes and the dress I wore on Christmas Day was actually a size 10. It felt great.
However sadly I was always prone to putting it back on. Getting comfy and probably lazy, bit by bit the weight came on again. I found myself buying a pair of size 14 jeans the following year – “just to be comfy on Christmas Day”, and then eventually a size 16 pair about a year later. The following year my husband and I broke up, after 7 years of marriage and 8 years of being together, and although often break-ups result in more weight loss, mine didn’t. Instead I sort of went through a phase of “no-one to answer to” and just ate what I wanted, when I wanted, while doing what I wanted. Sadly this put me at a very standard 16, even these sometimes feeling tight. I managed to at least keep on top of it, sometimes go down a little in fact but always back up.
Finally during this year, I was asked to be one of my friends bridesmaid. I had about 12 weeks from the point she asked me, to the date of the wedding – and I decided I was going to lose some weight. When I had dieted the last time, I was cooking for two and so cooking fresh food was both handy and enjoyable. This time however there was just me and half the time I didn’t eat at all and then when I did it was at stupid times or really crappy food. To combat this I decided to find a Special K type cereal I liked for in the mornings, something easy to have with brown bread in sandwiches every lunch time and then Weight Watchers microwave meals in the evenings. The WW meals were lazy but they were fast and convenient. On many occasions they saved me from grabbing something awful to eat, just because I couldn’t be bothered to cook. At the point I first weighed in, I was about 13 stone (182 lb). The weight came off fairly easily and steadily each week, meaning in about 4-5 weeks I had lost the first stone (14 lb) and got down to 12. Over the next few weeks I lost a few more lbs, and though I’m not making excuses, I had a bit of breast cancer scare and losing weight became very low priority for me. After that I kept to eating well but only a few more lb came off. It was also around this time that I met my current partner and new relationship can be both helpful and a hindrance to dieting and weight loss. I wasn’t always eating great and sometimes I wasn’t eating at all. However the new found sex (I was single 2 and a half years!) meant that at least exercise was high. I think the lowest I got to was about 11 stone and 4-5lb (158-159 lb).
Anyway, my handbag and car got stolen, Christmas struck, and money issues hit in. My partner unofficially moved in with me and WW meals were out the window. However I knew the weight was creeping on as my new size 14 jeans were beginning to feel tight again and I definitely didn’t want that. So getting to the point I suppose, I’m now back on a diet again – though this is only my first week. I got on the scales last Sunday to find myself at 11 stone and 12 lb (166). I was a little disheartened but not exactly surprised either. Since then though I have been eating breakfast again (a meal I often skip) and sticking to a rough calorie count. With recommendation from a friend I downloaded My Fitness Pal app for my iPhone and have been sticking to the recommended calories on that. I had 3 WW microwave meals left in the freezer too and so decided they would do me until I could next do a nice big shop.
Yesterday my partner and I went on a food shop. I actually had a heap of fun, like I mentioned in my post yesterday, and we bought loads of fresh vegetables and meat, so that I could cook us some low fat and healthy meals. I still have all my Rosemary Conley books and so I made my shopping list using her recipes. Tonight is the first night of me cooking and I even have my brother around for dinner too. Right now I have beef and mushrooms simmering away on the stove and about 15 minutes until I put my eldest daughter to bed. I then intend to serve up dinner and make sure we’ve all eaten before our Games Night can begin! So with that said, I’ll end this here and hopefully post again soon.