Ness
The Weight Loss Monster
After loosing 3 stone in 6 months with Weight Watchers a sigh inducing 7 years ago, I just knew that it was the diet for me when I became more lard than woman again.
Things are so different this time. Since that first diet I've had cancer twice, endometriosis, an auto immune disease and a hysterectomy.
The medication they shoved at me made me gain weight in places I didn't think possible. Even when I was bent double vomiting all day everyday I still managed to tip the scales at 'wide load'.
When I recovered this year, the first thing I did was look at myself properly in the mirror. I'd lost a breast and all the skin on my right leg to cancer. My face, arms and chest were covered in horrid burn marks from my auto immune disease... But the worst thing was my size. I saw my scars as proof I had fought illness and won, I viewed my weight as all the added baggage of the last few years. I was 31 but looked and felt like 60.
It was standing in front of that mirror that I made my mind up. I was going back to Weight Watchers and I was going to gain control of my life again. The month after I got my all clear at the hospital I had signed back up to finish my psychology degree but I was so embarrassed to go back looking like I did.
That first meeting at WW was just dreadful. I threw my scales out when I hit the height of my weight gain and I had no idea what I might weigh. I knew it would be a lot but I had no idea just how much. I immediately got tears in my eyes when the leader, Lisa, told me just how heavy I had gotten. She was amazing and so supportive, she pointed out that now I had rejoined WW I would only loose all the weight from there on in. She went through all the information I needed and told me to take it easy, weight loss is a marathon not a sprint.
I went home and immediately started the WW plan. My husband and our 7 year old daughter came shopping with me and even agreed to start healthy eating with me... Even though they are both extremely slim themselves. They made it so easy for me to stick to the plan. They kept telling me how proud they were of me. My husband told me for every stone I lost he was going to take me on a romantic weekend break to treat me and our daughter started making a bead bracelet, containing a bead for every pound I loose. With the love and support surrounding me how could I fail?
It's been no where as easy as I thought. I keep remembering the first diet where the weight simply melted away. This time I'm watching every single thing I eat, walking everywhere and yet the loss is slow... But at least it's sure.
I'm so very determined to loose all my extra baggage and feel my age again. I started college two weeks ago and immediately let my class know I was at WW. They have been really supportive and every time someone comes in with cakes, they always bring me a special WW one!
Last week my leader asked me if I would help her out at the meetings because I was so supportive of the other members. I was so chuffed to be asked. So now there's absolutely zero excuse to not go to my weigh Ins. I need to help Lisa out, it's free and all my family and friends are right behind me.
I'm going to fill this diary in as often as I can so that I can follow my weight lose journey and remember what it felt like just a month into my transformation. I know it's going to take me a couple of years, but I can honestly say that I'm looking forward to every damn day of it.:bliss:
Things are so different this time. Since that first diet I've had cancer twice, endometriosis, an auto immune disease and a hysterectomy.
The medication they shoved at me made me gain weight in places I didn't think possible. Even when I was bent double vomiting all day everyday I still managed to tip the scales at 'wide load'.
When I recovered this year, the first thing I did was look at myself properly in the mirror. I'd lost a breast and all the skin on my right leg to cancer. My face, arms and chest were covered in horrid burn marks from my auto immune disease... But the worst thing was my size. I saw my scars as proof I had fought illness and won, I viewed my weight as all the added baggage of the last few years. I was 31 but looked and felt like 60.
It was standing in front of that mirror that I made my mind up. I was going back to Weight Watchers and I was going to gain control of my life again. The month after I got my all clear at the hospital I had signed back up to finish my psychology degree but I was so embarrassed to go back looking like I did.
That first meeting at WW was just dreadful. I threw my scales out when I hit the height of my weight gain and I had no idea what I might weigh. I knew it would be a lot but I had no idea just how much. I immediately got tears in my eyes when the leader, Lisa, told me just how heavy I had gotten. She was amazing and so supportive, she pointed out that now I had rejoined WW I would only loose all the weight from there on in. She went through all the information I needed and told me to take it easy, weight loss is a marathon not a sprint.
I went home and immediately started the WW plan. My husband and our 7 year old daughter came shopping with me and even agreed to start healthy eating with me... Even though they are both extremely slim themselves. They made it so easy for me to stick to the plan. They kept telling me how proud they were of me. My husband told me for every stone I lost he was going to take me on a romantic weekend break to treat me and our daughter started making a bead bracelet, containing a bead for every pound I loose. With the love and support surrounding me how could I fail?
It's been no where as easy as I thought. I keep remembering the first diet where the weight simply melted away. This time I'm watching every single thing I eat, walking everywhere and yet the loss is slow... But at least it's sure.
I'm so very determined to loose all my extra baggage and feel my age again. I started college two weeks ago and immediately let my class know I was at WW. They have been really supportive and every time someone comes in with cakes, they always bring me a special WW one!
Last week my leader asked me if I would help her out at the meetings because I was so supportive of the other members. I was so chuffed to be asked. So now there's absolutely zero excuse to not go to my weigh Ins. I need to help Lisa out, it's free and all my family and friends are right behind me.
I'm going to fill this diary in as often as I can so that I can follow my weight lose journey and remember what it felt like just a month into my transformation. I know it's going to take me a couple of years, but I can honestly say that I'm looking forward to every damn day of it.:bliss:
