Somewhere last year, when I was about 110kg. Someone I truly loved looked at me and said "Enyonam, you'd be a stunner if only you would lose a few pounds." Obviously I was hurt. What did he mean by that? Especially since he had told me that he really loved me no matter what. I smiled and said I was working on it even though deep down I was hurt. Then I found out he was trying to woo a much slimmer girl. The betrayal nearly killed me.
But now, I realise that was my wake up call. As I was crying, I looked at myself in the mirror and, hated what I saw. That was when I decided I was going to lose the extra weight. What did I do? Started jumping rope twice everyday and watching every single thing that entered my mouth. the result; I lost 11kg. Then the next guy I fell in love with made me feel fat so I worked harder but because I was doing it to please him, the weight just refused to come off. Then we broke up and then I stopped exercising and went back to late night eating. I ended up gaining 3.8kg and moving to 102.8kg.
So one night as I was in blogsville reading several weight loss stories, one caught my eye. The lady said she started to lose weight the moment she learnt to love herself for who she was and gained confidence in herself. This gave her the strength to wake up at 4am every morning to walk around her house. She lost 80 pounds just by doing that and eating right. That just triggered my vim. I've learnt to love myself and I'm losing the weight 1kg at a time.
I want to thank you guys for reading my blog and leaving your comments as I share my triumphs and failures with you. It's talking to you that keeps me sane and on track.
Love you all.......