When I was in high school I was a cheerleader. I was fit, healthy and active. I worked out 5 days a week. On the weekends I worked a job that kept me on my feet for 8 hours a day. I wasn't intentionally working out, but I was. I was a very healthy 135 pounds.
Then I graduated and moved out of my parents house. I started to have to fend for myself, buying my own food was so much more expensive then I thought. I started to do what I think all young adults on their own do, I bought crappier food because it was cheaper. I ate out more and was no longer working out. I started gaining weight and fast. changing my birth control didn't help much either, I gained 30 pounds in 3 months because of my birth control.
Then I found myself married, with a baby on the way. Pregnancy made me eat all the time. The first trimester all I did was puke. Once the morning sickness ended I ate all the time. My third trimester I was placed on bed rest. I was home alone all day long with nothing to do but eat and watch TV. I was on strict orders from the doctor to not do anything more strenuous than take a shower and go pee.
After my son was born I was about 200 pounds. My life was changing, but my weight was not. I simply did not focus on myself and the weight loss. My husband never said a word about the weight. He's not the type to anyway. He loves me unconditionally. So weight loss was not a main focus for me; but it should have been. Before I knew it, I was pregnant again. Weight gain was a concern for me, but my doctor was not concerned by it; so I didn't pay much attention to it either. After my daughter was born I was about 235 pounds. 100 pounds heavier than I was 6 years earlier.
It was time to do something about it. But, I simply didn't know what to do. Like most people I would try whatever fad diet was out there. I spent money on diet pills and hoped they would all work. None did. Soon I found myself discouraged and really overweight. I needed to do something about it.
A friend sent me an invite to join a weight loss group she went to. I jumped at the chance to do something different than I had before. I started going to these group meetings. I learned a lot about nutrition and exercise from this group. During the 9 months I attended these meetings I lost 35 pounds and many inches.
Then things changed. I started to feel bad and my energy level dropped drastically. I had a lot of other problems too. I got sent to an endocrinologist and was diagnosed with hashimotos disease. A hypothyroid condition. My doctor told me I couldn't lose the weight on my own because my thyroid was not functioning. My 4 days a week 2 hour gym sessions were all for nothing. Which is why I had stopped. After 9 months of giving 100% and seeing little progress I got discouraged.
My doctor upped my thyroid meds and gave me a new medicine to help with the weight loss. I started it at the end of October and now it's March. I've lost 25 pounds and it's still coming off. I haven't been working out like I used to, but I want to. I'm working more and not finding a lot of time to exercise. The weather is getting better and I'm going to start getting out and walking more. I'm on a good path now. I've gone gluten free. I'm eating better. I'm feeling better and that's what is important. I have a long road ahead of me, but I have goals and a plan. I have my doctors help and I finally feel like I will succeed.
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