Hi Featherweights
OK, here we goooooo, for my story regarding the weight problems
I was never a skinny child, nor fat. I was a normal newborn, who became very very fat in several months. I guess that is not my fault huh, I was a baby. But I strongly believe that my sweet tooth comes from back then.
I grew up always being more chunky. I was called fat several times by people and my mean brother nagged me on a daily basis.
My family started having more and more bad habits (and it has always been a family thing with gatherings and tons of food, and grandmas and aunts always thinking you are too skinny
), till one day my mom decided to cook more healthy. It was better, my mom changed a lot, she looked fit, younger and not so tired. But we were never able to give up the Sunday cake. On top of that, my brother became an problem kid and our family started having more and more problems.
Because of my bro, I started being a better child, to be easier for my parents. I started studying and get myself on track. Reaching adolescence with all issues was still a problem. I started developing sort of an acne (all types), more and more allergies so and so. I was happy because I had a growing plunge so I became taller and my true big bone frame started showing. What I wasn't happy about were my stretch marks
10th grade came with new changes- I put on braces, and because of the pain I felt moving teeth around, I could not chew anything. So my food consisted in anything a baby could eat. NO meet involved, it was a torment so I gave it up. I gave up even sweets because I was warned about decay problems with braces on. Soon after, I started loosing a lot of weight. I became a yogurt wacko, because it was one of the foods I ate the most. I was a 113 lbs on a big 5'7" frame
It felt good, all my cloth were falling. but I knew it wasn't quite healthy. Stretch marks got worse. My brother was still calling me fat, and he was causing many arguments in the family, I was under a lot of stress. My immune system got worse and worse.
Two years later, my braces down, and I found myself eating EVERYTHING I could not eat for two years. Guess what happened? Of course I gained a lot of weight (like 20lbs). not muscles for sure, and a new collection of stretch marks. So I looked worse at the same weight I had before, a weight that should have been normal for my body frame. I started swimming, and loved it a lot, I was getting toned
All the health issues (allergies, and acne problems and treatments for years), family problems, living under lots of stress, didn't help at all. Plus 2 colleges at the same time (one that I hated), no time for swimming, lots of exams, and an ******* bf split did the "trick" of plunging me at 158 lbs. I was 5'8", I grew up a little more, but I was starting to look horrible.
It was the time I said STOP, before it is worth. I gave up one of my colleges with my mom's support and kept just one (dad was furious). Put myself on track and decided to be even more stronger regarding the family problems I couldn't do anything about (yes, my bro). I started paying a little more attention to what I was eating (I always found comfort in eating every time I had a problem), and finally joined a gym 3 years ago.
I also met my husband, a real support in making myself stronger.
The gym guys were also helping me too (they were professional weight lifters, squats champions). So I started loosing weight the healthy way. It was hard, I even got injured a little for pushing too hart on squats. I was waking up very early, walking till the gym very fast (1h, so I was all sweaty, that was my cardio), was working out 6-7 times a week
, then rushed to the University for 7hours, then work, then home walking another hour (with a rucksack on my back having clothing to change 3x).
It did the trick. In 1 year I reached 135 and kept it for more then 6 months, I was happy.
. And I was not eating too healthy, sweets were a daily thing. I was happy I didn't had to change my diet too badly. School became more busy, I moved out of my parents, a new job, but I was still not going over 137. Then to all the busy life I had a wedding to plan, and my last 4th year of University, with a diploma waiting in line, plus a visa to leave. It was a crazy 2007-2008. I lost 7lbs for my wedding (2lbs just in the week of the wedding because of running around for the last details). But I looked smashing at 130 lbs in May 2008. I was never happier then that day. I realized my health was better (allergies slowed down, my skin still had a few acne problems, still has, but will get better in time), stretch marks are forever, but I am LOVED by the most wonderful man and I
him too. I was 22, never thought I would consider a marriage or a man till at least 27, but there I was, more prepared then ever.
Then my exams came right after, got my University diploma (I didn't work for it at full potential but I got it
) , a few months away from my trip to the States, and I was busy renovating an apartment for my mother in law
Didn't have too much time for my folks, for my plans, for my dying grandpa to say good bye the right way, for myself, didn't even have time to pack my luggage till one day before my flight
So September 2008, my loooong 13h flight to the States and a few more hours with the immigration. I was a walking zombie. But I was happy to reunite with my husband.
In a month we joined a gym here, YMCA, and found out I was 140lbs...soon to be 144 lbs. The days I skipped gym (that was for 3 months of renovating the apartment, I missed 2 workouts from 3/week), the bad food I ate because I had no more time for cooking back then, the new climate in the States, the new food, new tastes, everything, no job yet, loosing a day in front of my pc at home not at work, a little depression got me here, at 144lbs.
I have been working out, not enough cardio
obviously, I have been eating quite healthy (but I was never good at protein/carbs/fat measurements), chocolate is always involved, and I am determined to learn more to have results.
2009 Hopes, Goals, Dream, Plans
- get my 132 lbs back (from 144) and keep it, with gym and healthy living for life
- learn to drive, doh
- hope to find a job
- make friends in the States (I guess I am on the good track )
- get my English speaking/writing on an excellent track, without forgetting my mother language.
That's a wrap folks!
I need your support, to change my diet plan, the working out plan.
Above all this, I am helping my husband to loose his weight (he has gone so far from 315 to 265, at 6'2"). So that involves another plan for him
. Glad I found you 3FC!!!