My mother had been a lifetime member with Weight Watchers. I had family and friends who had great success with Weight Watchers in the past and some of my friends were experiencing good weight loss success at the time. All of these people helped me make up my mind to follow the way of Weight Watchers. I told my partner that I had made a decision and was keen to join Weight Watchers. He is such a great person and joined me up that evening!!
I weighed myself that night to enter it into the online calculators - I embarrassingly entered 85kgs!! I was so busy at the time and couldn't get to a meeting, so I read everything I could on the WW online site and started tracking all the food I was eating and kept to the 26 points a day.
I was finally on my way to a healthier life...
Thursday, January 16, 2014
That moment in time when you know things have to change...
The information I received was from my doctor. My health had deteriorated to a point that I could not sit back and do nothing about my constant weight gain.
I was sitting in my doctors off and my doctor had my test results back from a previous visit I had with him. My previous visit was to find out why I was experiencing fatigue, chest pains and dizziness. My results showed, my blood sugar levels were very high and my cholesterol was even higher. So high that the doctor started discussing the possibility of taking cholesterol meds to reduce it!! I walked away from the doctors visit with so many emotions washing over me and my head was flooded with too many thoughts. I was angry with myself, I was worried about my health, I was devastated that my health had gotten this bad and the only person I could hold responsible for how bad things had gotten, was myself!
I cried all the way home. I had terrible anxiety because I wasn't sure how I was going to fix things. One thing I did know was this, I had to fix things fast! My doctor had given me advice to lose at least 10kgs in about 10 weeks. This would drastically help my cause and hopefully keep me off medication for the time being. However, he didn't give me any advice on how to do this. Something that seems to be a problem in our society. We have to lose weight for medical reasons yet the people we go to for help often can't help us.
I contacted my partner and told him about my doctors visit and he asked me what I was going to do about losing the weight the doctor had advised me to lose? I knew, in that moment, my time had come to join a weight loss group...
I was sitting in my doctors off and my doctor had my test results back from a previous visit I had with him. My previous visit was to find out why I was experiencing fatigue, chest pains and dizziness. My results showed, my blood sugar levels were very high and my cholesterol was even higher. So high that the doctor started discussing the possibility of taking cholesterol meds to reduce it!! I walked away from the doctors visit with so many emotions washing over me and my head was flooded with too many thoughts. I was angry with myself, I was worried about my health, I was devastated that my health had gotten this bad and the only person I could hold responsible for how bad things had gotten, was myself!
I cried all the way home. I had terrible anxiety because I wasn't sure how I was going to fix things. One thing I did know was this, I had to fix things fast! My doctor had given me advice to lose at least 10kgs in about 10 weeks. This would drastically help my cause and hopefully keep me off medication for the time being. However, he didn't give me any advice on how to do this. Something that seems to be a problem in our society. We have to lose weight for medical reasons yet the people we go to for help often can't help us.
I contacted my partner and told him about my doctors visit and he asked me what I was going to do about losing the weight the doctor had advised me to lose? I knew, in that moment, my time had come to join a weight loss group...
Thursday, December 26, 2013
The Lead Up...
2012 - How did I get here...?
I was overweight, emotionally drained, physically unwell and mentally exhausted!
I had endured 18 months of hell with a very sick teenage son who was suffering at the hands of depression. I could do nothing else but think of him and his well-being during the darker months. I was worried sick for most of that time. Worried that I would lose my son to suicide. Those of you who have children know how incredibly hard it is to watch your child get hurt. But imagine not being able to comfort them or take their pain away. That was my life for 18 months. I would worry all day and when I knew my younger teenage son was at home, I knew David was safe. I would stay late at work to prep for the next day.
This created a vicious cycle. I would work late which would test my patience and I would feel tired. So tired, that I couldn't bear to think about cooking dinner. I would call home and ask my boys, what take-aways do you want me to pick up on the way home? This went on for 18 months. I was focusing on David so much, I hadn't realised my own peril. Weight was slowly, but surely, piling on. I had ballooned out to a whopping 85kgs.
I knew I was not comfortable with this. I had to buy new jeans and when I had finally, for the first time in my entire life, had to purchase an item of clothing with size 18 on the tag. I knew things were not heading in the right direction for me. I was still physically and mentally exhausted and I didn't have the energy to change things. I wasn't silly, I knew things had to change.
But with anything in life, you have to be ready to make that change and for some of us there needs to be a trigger. That one moment in time, or a conversation, or a piece of information that makes everything make sense and you know what you have to do. For me it was a piece of very important and life changing information...
I was overweight, emotionally drained, physically unwell and mentally exhausted!
I had endured 18 months of hell with a very sick teenage son who was suffering at the hands of depression. I could do nothing else but think of him and his well-being during the darker months. I was worried sick for most of that time. Worried that I would lose my son to suicide. Those of you who have children know how incredibly hard it is to watch your child get hurt. But imagine not being able to comfort them or take their pain away. That was my life for 18 months. I would worry all day and when I knew my younger teenage son was at home, I knew David was safe. I would stay late at work to prep for the next day.
This created a vicious cycle. I would work late which would test my patience and I would feel tired. So tired, that I couldn't bear to think about cooking dinner. I would call home and ask my boys, what take-aways do you want me to pick up on the way home? This went on for 18 months. I was focusing on David so much, I hadn't realised my own peril. Weight was slowly, but surely, piling on. I had ballooned out to a whopping 85kgs.
I knew I was not comfortable with this. I had to buy new jeans and when I had finally, for the first time in my entire life, had to purchase an item of clothing with size 18 on the tag. I knew things were not heading in the right direction for me. I was still physically and mentally exhausted and I didn't have the energy to change things. I wasn't silly, I knew things had to change.
But with anything in life, you have to be ready to make that change and for some of us there needs to be a trigger. That one moment in time, or a conversation, or a piece of information that makes everything make sense and you know what you have to do. For me it was a piece of very important and life changing information...
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