I come from a family where everything revolved around food. It was our social gathering. When I was growing up I was incredibly active and could eat anything I wanted whenever I wanted. My mom warned me that when I quit being so active it would catch up to me, but I didn't listen. After I stopped playing softball in college, I slowly started putting on the pounds. It was so slow that last year I got up to 164 (on a 5' 4" frame) pounds and started getting depressed by the way I looked, especially in pictures. I started a body building diet at the end of July and have gotten down to 139; but more importantly I have decreased my body fat by almost half (30+ to 17.5).
I'm not worried so much by the scale as how I feel and how my clothes fit. I'd like to get down to 16% body fat so I can get into that bikini by the end of summer
, but I just feel so much better physically and mentally. I have more confidence in myself now, which I know shouldn't be the way it is, but it is.
I have learned enough about myself to know that I will struggle with my weight and image my whole life. But since I have lost the amount I have in the past year, I don't feel as though I'll never be able to control it. I've proven to myself I have the willpower to make it happen.
On the SO: he's so awesome.
I was fit when we got together, then got heavy. He never said a negative word about it. When I decided to try to lose the fat, I asked him what he thought and warned him our meals might be different. He said whatever I wanted to do, he would go with me on. We've found a lot of meals that we both like.