It, my journey, must have really started around 4 years ago with the decision, albeit a weak and uninformed one, that I needed to jump start losing weight, but, went the route of spending money on a Wii game "Wii Fit" to see if that could get me going and begin the process. Well, that worked for quite some time, but, alas, it, along with other things I tried, was doomed to fail. Sadly, for the next 4 years, this was my circle of "guilt" and "anger" at how I managed to get this way in the first place.
To understand the real history of my "adult" battle with weight gain, we need to go back in time to where it all began. The problem really began the day I met my future husband, over 18 years ago, where I would find myself beginning to get comfortable with our "couple-hood" and not really paying attention to what I was eating, how much I was eating or really what I was putting into my mouth. I never had a real big issue with weight control before. Close to one year of dating and enjoying being "wooed" and gaining around 30 pounds (being a tall person, I didn't really see the weight being put on), but, come the time for wedding day plans, I found out the awful truth. I had went from a size 10 to a size 16!
Still I thought I would go on my honeymoon, become settled in our new home and I should be able to get my weight down. Well, with some exercising and balancing my diet and eating more at home, I found I took off about 15 pounds of what I had gained. This was acceptable to me at the time and after going on holidays a few times the pounds basically stayed off.
Now, comes the part that really angers me and makes me feel really guilty. My husband and I decided, after 5 years of marriage, that we better start thinking about having a family as we didn't want to get too old to enjoy kids and grandkids and basically become senile old fools waiting on our next sponge "pleasure" baths from our grandkids. We got our family started thirteen years ago and, this is where the guilt and anger is "born", I enjoyed being pregnant too much! I ate whatever I wanted and whatever quantities I wanted (granted, I enjoyed having 4 litres of milk daily as well as the cravings for watermelon) and that would begin the "death spiral" into the abyss of weight doom. I gained an estimated 70 pounds from my first child (son) and have never been able to take off that weight and my second child, born 18 months after my first born, would find only 25 pounds gained (I was taking off some of the first baby weight and then got pregnant, so, the weight went back on) but got that weight off very shortly after my second son's birth.
We had been living in Ontario, Canada at the time of our first years of marriage, along with the birth of my two sons, but, luck would have it that my husband transferred jobs from Burlington, Ontario to where we now live in Calgary, Alberta. I think that move could well have been a catalyst for my final weight loss management decision; although it wasn't a very quick decision but rather it has come out a necessity to combat this problem I am having now as an adult and the need to want to be healthy and active for both my boys and eventually my grandkids.
Hence, why I am starting this blog. I want to be able to document my personal journey with my final weight loss and subsequent maintenance of this new found weight loss as more of inspiration and a historical document for myself; but, if it inspires others with similar stories to help them, then I feel all the more empowered.
My journey now begins with my commitment to the "new and improved" me and that started with my first visit .. with hubby ... in joining the Dr. Berenstein Diet and Weight Management system and it has already been helping me realize not really what I was eating most of the time was bad, just that I was eating too much of it. The saying "too much of a good thing can kill you" is exactly true and I am re-learning how to eat properly and also drinking lots of liquids .. something that I am not proud to say I was doing very little of.
Let the journey begin!
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