Hi, my name is Nicole, and I know a thing or two about denial.
You would be surprised just how easy it is to avoid looking at yourself. In my house were are only mirrors at shoulder height or above. Photo’s – no problem, I take great selfies. You know, tilt your head, find the right lighting, and hey, if you look bad just hit the delete button and try again.
Deny that you have a problem, deny that you are addicted to food, and deny that it is affecting your life in so many ways you have lost count.
When I finished college I was 20 years old, and weighed 60kg’s. Somehow over the next 3 years I got to 78kg’s. Hmmm… how did that happen? Oh yeah – I ate and drank myself that way.
After that, I didn’t get on a scale for a long time. Some people mentioned that I had gained some weight, but I wasn’t hearing it. I would just get upset, or call that person a bitch (or worse). It’s not like I asked their opinion anyway.
When I did weigh in again, I was 92kg’s. How the holy hell did that happen? What happened to the 80’s? You would think that that would have been the turning point. But no, I spent the next 4 years between 92kg’s and my lowest 78kg’s (just before I got married, all lost in less than 3 months on a ridiculous diet, and all picked up again faster than I lost it)
In February 2015, my husband and I went camping for a weekend. When we got back I really wanted a bath. Damn geyser was off, so I had time to kill. Decided to get on the scale again, totally undressed I weighed 95kg’s. I was so shocked, I mean I knew I was overweight, but 95KG’S! That’s almost a hundred, and where to from there?
I was so disgusted with myself, how could I have let it get this bad. Luckily I got really mad with myself, not depressed like after other encounters with the scale monster.
I decided then and there, on the 15th of February 2015 that enough was enough. I marched downstairs (clothed again) and hopped on the exercise bike and peddled like a mad woman, for all of 7minutes. That’s all I could manage.
I decided to follow a “Banting Style” eating plan, (because everyone is on the “Bant-Wagon”) No refined carbs or sugar. And lots of eggs – which was tough because I don’t really like eggs.
Monday to Friday, I woke up early and did a little exercise, first cycling, and then I switched to weights. Push ups, squats, that kind of thing. Some mornings I would hate getting up, and literally only do about 5 push ups. But hey it was something.
I am lucky in the sense that my job at Garlic Man requires a fair amount of physical activity a couple days a week, lots of walking and getting in and out of a van (kind of like lunges if you are short like I amJ) And were as before I would let the guys handle the heavy lifting, now I jump right in, it’s kind of amusing when they think I can’t lift a 12kg box, but then not only can I carry it, but I can lift it above my head and navigate a busy shop.
The first 3kg’s dropped off in a week. Woo Hoo! The next week saw 2 more kilos go far far away! And hallelujah I was in the 80’s.
The first four months, I lost 10kg’s. I was so happy. It was starting to feel like I may actually do this, this time.
The down side to having a lot of weight to lose, is that in the beginning it goes fairly rapidly, you get used to the scale moving. When you reach a plateau, it knocks you right back down. For eight weeks, not a single kilo. NOT ONE! That was really hard. Starting this journey was easy compared to staying on it.
Before I would simply have given up, I mean why bother if you are not seeing results?
Thankfully I had Sleekgeek. A co-worker mentioned it to be about 2 weeks after I decided to change my eating and lifestyle.
I silent stalked the group for a couple of weeks before joining, and it was two months before I posted anything.
I had tried so many different diets in the past, spent too much money to think of, and always gained it right back, and more.
The main difference this time is the constant support from the SG family. I have turned to the group to share my successes, to vent my frustrations and to gain inspiration when I’m feeling demotivated.
Besides, no one will understand how you feel, better than other sleeks going through the exact same things. And I’m pretty sure my family is sick of the subject by now 🙂
Before that day in February, I had pretty much given up on myself. This was just how I looked, how I felt and that was that.
Luckily my head got in the game. That’s the most important part. If you want to make changes, sustainable changes then the only way to do it, is with your head 100% in the game.
It’s been almost 9 months, and I am down 24kg’s. Stuck on that damn 70kg mark for over a month now. It’s frustrating, it’s driving me mad, but I’m not stopping. Not giving up. I can already see myself excitedly posting on SG that I am back in the sixties!
When I started I wanted to have lost 30kg’s by August 2016 (I turn 30 then, I know it’s cheesy, but whatever keeps me motivated)
Just recently I realised that this is just my way of life now. It’s not going to end when I reach my goal. There is no deadline to health, no stop watch. You just do your best, every day, that’s it, for ever.
- Get your head 100% on board and you will succeed
- You can’t do this alone, and luckily with your SG family you don’t have to!
- Fall in love with yourself – It’s totally possible and feels awesome!
Nicole du Preez