I don’t just sprout stuff to make you guys feel inspired, I genuinely understand the challenges that weight loss journeys bring. I posted this in my group and thought I would share it here too.
I really do understand where people are in their journey’s because I have been on the same path that you have been. I have fallen off of the wagon and gotten back up again. I have been the new girl in a crowded gym with no effing clue what I am doing. I have tried so many different eating plans that have worked, and many that haven’t. I have taken the magic pills that promise results and I have had to start all over again.
Over the past three years, I have lost around 40+kgs in failed attempts and relapses. I have cried in frustration because I don’t see the results and I have thrown in the towel.
I was miserable at my heaviest weight of 89kg and even posed by an incredible professional photographer, I couldn’t hide the rolls (so imagine how big I really was). Even with the best winged liner and biggest smile, I couldn’t hide that I was depressed and that I would contemplate suicide regularly. I have Bipolar Disorder, which typically requires a lot of medication to control, but since I started exercising regularly, I haven’t needed to take ANYTHING. I’ve taken this journey seriously for a year now. Been dedicated and put in the work since February 2015, everything else was a warm up to me finding what makes me happy. Helping others makes me happy. Fitness makes me happy. Healthy living makes me happy. Flexing makes me happy.
I am no longer the insecure, sad individual who made excuses for her bad habits. I am now a happy, non-smoking, water drinking, heavy lifting, sweaty vixen who loves the skin she is in. My journey isn’t over yet and nor is yours. Keep pushing! Find your happy!
Decide. Commit. Succeed!