People look at me now and they assume I've always looked this way. I'm not "fat", I'm not overtly huge and I am obviously an active person. I speak fitness, live fitness and love fitness. People assume that that has always been the case.
Most of you will know that I'm on a weight loss journey. My journey started over two years ago, it's been a long time and it's easy to forget where we came from.
Most of the people in my life now have never seen me larger than a UK size 10-12. In fact, I hid away for a long time because of what I'd done to my body. I could never accept it, the way it looked or felt. The way I sweated when I walked for even the shortest time. The way I was unhappy every time I caught a glimpse of myself in a reflective surface.
I came out of hiding when I made the decision to change my life. It was hard. People mocked me - people in cars passing me by would shout out at me running along the road. Usually it was something along the lines of "run fatty". Sometimes though, it was "keep going". Which goes to show - people come in all varieties. That was something I never accepted for myself.
I've talked about the times I locked myself away, I hid and was miserable - waiting for a magical existence to sweep me away. Or for my miserable existence to end. This isn't that. This is a celebration of everything I have achieved.
You see me now and you assume that I'm happy with my body. A few months ago, someone said to me "but you'd never understand, you're not fat". Ah, the beauty of appearances. The willful acceptance of the mind to assume what it can see.
I haven't always looked the way I look now and today I've decided to do something I've been terrified to do. I'm sharing that journey. I take progress photos regularly, but my last were taken in July and I've held off sharing them until now.
There are few photos of me at my largest of 200Ibs. The one below was the first photo I took when I began to take back control of my life - I was 175Ibs and finally starting to accept what I saw and know I could change it.
I've waited for months, waiting to meet goals, waiting to meet my ultimate weight goal but you know what? I'm proud of what I've achieved and I started to lose sight of that. So, here is my "Transformation Tuesday" offering.
For those new friends who never suspected where I was before, or for the ones who have heard the tales but have never seen the evidence. This is my journey so far....
January 2012:
175Ibs
45.3% body fat
UK size 16-18
July 2014:
154Ibs
24% body fat (approx)
UK size 10-12
Most of you will know that I'm on a weight loss journey. My journey started over two years ago, it's been a long time and it's easy to forget where we came from.
Most of the people in my life now have never seen me larger than a UK size 10-12. In fact, I hid away for a long time because of what I'd done to my body. I could never accept it, the way it looked or felt. The way I sweated when I walked for even the shortest time. The way I was unhappy every time I caught a glimpse of myself in a reflective surface.
I came out of hiding when I made the decision to change my life. It was hard. People mocked me - people in cars passing me by would shout out at me running along the road. Usually it was something along the lines of "run fatty". Sometimes though, it was "keep going". Which goes to show - people come in all varieties. That was something I never accepted for myself.
I've talked about the times I locked myself away, I hid and was miserable - waiting for a magical existence to sweep me away. Or for my miserable existence to end. This isn't that. This is a celebration of everything I have achieved.
You see me now and you assume that I'm happy with my body. A few months ago, someone said to me "but you'd never understand, you're not fat". Ah, the beauty of appearances. The willful acceptance of the mind to assume what it can see.
I haven't always looked the way I look now and today I've decided to do something I've been terrified to do. I'm sharing that journey. I take progress photos regularly, but my last were taken in July and I've held off sharing them until now.
There are few photos of me at my largest of 200Ibs. The one below was the first photo I took when I began to take back control of my life - I was 175Ibs and finally starting to accept what I saw and know I could change it.
I've waited for months, waiting to meet goals, waiting to meet my ultimate weight goal but you know what? I'm proud of what I've achieved and I started to lose sight of that. So, here is my "Transformation Tuesday" offering.
For those new friends who never suspected where I was before, or for the ones who have heard the tales but have never seen the evidence. This is my journey so far....
January 2012:
175Ibs
45.3% body fat
UK size 16-18
July 2014:
154Ibs
24% body fat (approx)
UK size 10-12
Scuse the silly faces, they're the best I can manage :p
I still have a way to go - ideally I'd like to sit 130-140Ibs range with 17-18% body fat and this is a reminder to me of that commitment I made all that time ago.
Do you have a #transformation Tuesday story to share? Where did you start? Where are you now? Are you still "travelling" (as it were)? And if you are - how far do you still have to go?
If you'd like to be featured for #transformationtuesday email me at [email protected] - include two photos and your story!!
I still have a way to go - ideally I'd like to sit 130-140Ibs range with 17-18% body fat and this is a reminder to me of that commitment I made all that time ago.
Do you have a #transformation Tuesday story to share? Where did you start? Where are you now? Are you still "travelling" (as it were)? And if you are - how far do you still have to go?
If you'd like to be featured for #transformationtuesday email me at [email protected] - include two photos and your story!!
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