Friday, May 10, 2013
In my younger years I was very active, I player softball, danced salsa, went on daily runs and never had to mind what I ate.
When I was 19 I was pregnant with my precious boy, and ofcourse I gained weight, but not more than what you "should". Many people said that they could barely see that I was pregnant, the babybump was the only give-away. My husband worked and was not at home 5 days/week and not having a car, I still kept fairly active taking long walks.
After I gave birth I could fit into my "skinny" jeans and shortly after something happened.
I couldn't even put on my sweatpants let alone my skinny jeans. I gained more and more weight and for a long time I convinced myself that it was because I had just given birth.
I even started going to a gym when my son was 3 but I really hated it. There were mostly musclemen and pin-up girls. Really who puts on makeup to go to the gym?
And since I got no help from the so called trainers and them forcing me to weight myself (and I kept gaining) I quit.
Which means I gained more and more, til this month, 44 pounds of extra weight. That and being short really looks extra bad, with people now asking me which month I am in.
This questiom being very painful in 2 ways. One the weightpart but second since me and my husband are having issues producing one more child. Trying for 6 years, only one success but that ended in miscarriage.
So I had enough, avoiding mirrors, not buying clothes cause they all sit like crap, avoiding pictures and at times I think staring people, and for once, being able to run with my son without feeling like I am the big bad wolf, huffin and puffing and blowing a house down.
This time I will succeed, I will follow through and I will be healthy! For myself, so I can once again, feel like all woman.