Hello from a forum newbie, but a slimming oldie. I wonder how many of you will recognise my story?
I've been battling my weight since I was 12. It didn't really bother me that much in my teens. I preferred books to sport and was fairly sedentary. Leaving school at 16 I met the love of my life (and still happily married 20 years on), have a wonderful family and am what many would view as successful (although I consider myself fortunate in the breaks I have had).
It was in my mid-30's that I noticed a few aches and pains (I am now 43) and so joined a slimming club. Big step, but the prospect of our first cruise stirred me up into overcoming my self-conciousness of entering a female dominated club. However, the club was fab and welcoming and I lost 2-stone.
And I kept the weight off for a year or so, then as soon as the old (or what I consider 'normal') eating habits returned, back came the weight. And I have been fighting it ever since. I've half-heartedly rejoined the slimming club several times, done it for a few weeks and then fell off the wagon.
All I want to do is eat what 'normal' people eat and not put on weight! I guess that there isn't a 'normal' for everyone, only my 'normal', and that's something I have to accept.
So, what is my new 'normal'?
Well, the NHS slimming program looks eminently sensible; eat less, eat well, do more exercise. To be honest, I think I can get my head around that, but it's those little demons inside that get me.
Do they get you too?
You know the demons I mean. Fear of hunger. Fear of working hard to reduce calories for a week and then finding only a small amount of weight lost, or even worse, putting weight on. And do me, the worst demon of all, evenings!!!!!!
Evening is the time of day when all my best laid plans fall down. I'm fine until 6pm, then have a meal, and come 7pm those biscuits and a cup of tea look so good. And when the children are in bed, why not crack open some chocolate and a few biscuits with cheese? How do you overcome these demons?
My reasons for doing this are that the aches and pains are getting worse. I also want to be able to buy normal sized clothes, without looking towards the back of the hanger rail. And I want to be healthy for my family and to increase my chance of being around for a long as possible.
Okay, I've gone on enough. The scales have come in at 17st 8lb this morning, and so here we go. I think a realistic achievement would be 1lb per week.
So, let's see what happens!