As a skinny little shrimp at the age of 9, I was never bothered about fat. Fat people were those people mum and I saw on the bus. I'd never be like them.Then, all of a sudden at 18, I was one of them! How did it happen and what could I do to get my sylph-like figure back?
As I reached puberty, I began to get naturally more rounded. What I didn't realise was that my lifestyle also became less energetic. From rushing around with my brothers and getting into all sorts of mischief at 9 and 10, I started taking more interest in girlie things and slowed down.By the time I was 11 or 12, my weight had increased to about 156lb. Things that I used to take for granted, like running for the bus after school, became more difficult. But that was because I 'had a period' or 'wasn't too well' or 'had just eaten'. Nothing to do with me getting fatter, of course. I didn't even know that I was fatter!
Then there was boy trouble. Those strange creatures I used to enjoy rough and tumble with changed into annoying boys. Boys who would laugh at your attempts to play football or cricket, even though I was better than most of them! They were suddenly so unpredictable. One minute they'd be talking like a normal human being, the next they'd dash off with their friends to play football without a word. I was left to watch or talk with my friends, eating an icecream or a cake or two.
By the time I was 16, my weight had increased to 190lb. By now, people had started to make jokes about how big I was. But it still hadn't struck me that they really meant it. Until one day a particularly cruel boy, Joe Bartlet, decided to play a joke on me that would change my life. I used to catch the bus home every day after school and usually struggled to get to the bus stop in time. This particular day I was strolling along as usual with a group of friends, most of whom had not succumbed to my comfort eating habits. Well we met Joe on the way and, of course, we girls got in a flutter as he was 'the most gorgeous boy on the planet'. Joe started to flirt with me. Chatting away and keeping me spellbound with his 'fantastic wit'.
There I was in seventh heaven, laughing and giggling as only a love struck 16 year old girl can do. I had not noticed that we had slowed down to a crawl. I only had eyes and ears for Joe. Then he ran off and I realised the bus had reached the bus stop some way down the road. As he got to the bus he turned around to see me doubled over trying to catch my breath. "Come on, you fat cow!" he shouted before jumping on the bus. The bus pulled away and I watched in despair, knowing that I had another hour to wait. It was not until later that I learned that Joe had told the driver that I wasn't catching the bus that day. My dad was picking me up. I realised at that moment that I needed to lose weight!
During the next two years in the 6th form, I tried all sorts of things to lose weight. I tried to cut down on meat and ate more vegetables and fruit. I couldn't quite make it to being a vegetarian!
I began to walk more often and for further. I joined the school hockey and netball clubs. But by now I had become the object of ridicule. Boys would come to watch our games and laugh at my efforts to run after the ball. Instead of keeping to my diet, I'd snack out at the interval and after the game to help me to block out their cruel taunts. I'd go home and binge eat just to prevent me from remembering the names they called me. Instead of a weight loss, I was having a weight gain! By the time I left school at 18, I had gone up to 232lb.
I was determined to lose weight by the time I came home from university at Christmas. But how was I going to achieve this miracle? During that summer holiday, I started my diet and exercise regime in earnest. I was intelligent and determined. I could easily do it. Or so I thought! By the time for going to uni. had come around, I was a measly 4lb lighter! Something else was needed.
A new friend at university gives me the answer to my prayers. I settled in to 'Halls of Residence' and started making a few friends. We would sit around talking about all sorts of things, getting to know each other. It was then that one of the girls gave me the information that was soon to change my life around. After following her advice, I went home at the end of that term a fantastic 62lb lighter at 166lb. A total drop of 66lb from my end of school weight.
Now although my diet of more fruit and vegetables, more fish and less meat was necessary, it was not enough. My excercises and more activity made me feel better, but they were not enough to achieve the weight loss I was after. No, I needed that special extra ingredient that my new friend had shown me.
Her secret, and none of our other friends had heard of it before either, was a rather strangely named program. She told me about 'The Secret 2 Fat Loss' program. A weird name, but a fantastic weight loss program. I found it at:
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