I love food. Like seriously, I just love it. But for me it’s always been more than just food, it’s the experience that comes with it; whether you’re going to Maccies drive through with the girls accompanied by a raging hangover or you’re going out for a gorgeous posh meal with the other half it all comes down to being social event. (All us slimming worlders know you’re almost guaranteed a loss that week if you have no plans at the weekend)
Unbeknown to myself I have been a total yo-yo when it comes to my weight and when I say ‘unbeknown’ what I mean is I actually had no idea if I had gained weight or lost weight, I just always looked in the mirror and all I saw was me.That was until I tried a wedding dress on for the first time and eventually I saw the 12 stone 10 girl staring back at me. Whenever I mentioned to my family and friends I was 12 stone 10 they didn’t believe me, not because they thought I was bigger but because they thought I was smaller (actual lovely people). But here is my logic, I hold ALL my weight on my stomach and I am not exaggerating when I say that! Because of this I knew how to dress my shape i.e. NO BODYCON DRESSES EMMA. Therefore according to my family and friends ‘I didn’t look nearly 13 stone’, but you know what . . I hate that! What does 13 stone look like? Please tell me, because in reality everyone is built differently! I know people who weigh 12 and half stone and have flat stomachs, I’ve lost 2 and a half stone and STILL don’t have a flat stomach but then again I don’t think I ever will, but I’m okay with that, because I am me and a number on the scales will never define that.
I suppose I should go back to the beginning and explain why I gained weight, why I lost weight and then put it back on and then lost it again, HA!
If you ask me to describe my ‘build’ I would say “I’ve never been slim”, but then I look back at photos and go ‘Oh my god I was so skinny!?’ and I actually thought I was fat. I remember VIVIDLY thinking I.AM.FAT. It’s quite sad really as I know 99.9% of people feel the same. We’ve all seen the meme that says ‘I wish I was as fat as the first time I thought I was fat’!! I took a gap year (aka dropped out of uni after 1 week because I was home sick, bless me) and I was determined not to waste that year just working in retail and crying into my donuts (as me and Danny split up for 6 months when we were 19) so I decided to work abroad. I worked in the South of France for 3 months as a kitchen assitant and I had the actual time of my life and made the 3 bestest friends! Because I was on my feet all day and living off meals that were cooked for me and I didn’t have access to buy snacks at my own free will I lost weight whilst I was there (actually buzzing coming back home mega tanned and skinny) I look back now at the photos I honestly can’t believe how slim I was . . but as I’ve just said at the time I was SO unaware of my weight.
I returned in early September and decided to go back to uni me and Danny got back together (true love eh) but there is where it all went tits up. Boyfriend + uni = chub. Dominos pizza four times a week, drunken chips cheese and gravy, drinking numerous bottles of wine, vodka alcopops etc, eating out atleast 2-3 times a week (that’s what happens when you live on the doorstep of The Printworks), no breakfast, no veg . . basically without my Mum I became the unhealthiest I had ever been in my life! I piled on the lbs in first year like all of us do . . but I never lost it . . I became so accustomed to being that shape/weight/size that I never even noticed the weight creep on!
Fast forward 3 years and I was still well and truly rocking the the uni podge however I was no longer a student and soon to become a fiancé! Danny proposed in the November, we enjoyed Christmas, my birthday and new year probably a little too much (i.e. Ate the world and his wife) and weighed in at 12 stone 10 on 1st January 2014. I’d tried diets before, of course I had, but failed miserably every time. I attempted once again . . . eating no breakfast, soup for lunch and then stuffing my face in the evening . . . not a great diet plan I hear you say, nope definitely not the right way to do things! Then in March my cousin Lil (@slimminglil) decided to join Slimming World and in her footsteps I followed. And it worked. It actually worked and it still does works. Lillie is 5.5 stone down and I’m 2.5 stone and together alongside Instagram we’ve received so much support and motivation to keep us focused. Lillie goes to group and loves it, I do it from home and love it, everyone is different you have just got to find what works for you! People have their bad words about Slimming World like any ‘diet’ plan but like they say it’s a lifestyle not a diet and if it works for you then go with it and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise because YES I can eat all this potato and pasta and still lose 2lbs a week!!
So that’s just a little about my weight loss journey so far. I’m currently back from my honeymoon with a 7lb gain (I even impressed myself with that one, was expecting something more like 17lb!!) trying to shift that. I chose to go back to Slimming World after the wedding simply because it works and it’s as simple as that. Put your mind to it, say no to cake (life’s hardest test) and believe in yourself.
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