The story of how I got FAT

Everybody who is trying to lose weight usually has a story. A story of how they got fat, what they did wrong or what they didn’t do right. Today I’m going to share my story with you.

 

Early childhood

I remember always being “bigger” than everyone else my age for as long as my memories go. Well… looking back and seeing old pictures of me being 3–5 years old: that was actually not true. Now I would say I was a normal size and weight for a 5-year-old. But what made me think that I was “big” was the fact that I was called fat, ugly, big etc by the local children I used to play with. I wouldn’t call them friends. Why did they think I was fat? Because they were all really skinny and tall, I was “normal”. But I wasn’t overweight! I used to be sad and cry and felt left out. The way bullies ruin your self-esteem is horrible.  

 

Beginning of schoolyears

At the age of 7 school began. By that age I also wouldn’t say I was fat or overweight but I was definately bigger than those skinny girls in my class. Looking at old class portraits I am the “big girl” but not fat. Still, I was bullied all the time, called fat and ugly and a lot of other bad words by the boys in my class. I remember those weigh and measure days we had at school. The school nurse would measure and weigh us. She told me numerous times I was FAT. Actually I wasn’t back then, I just wasn’t stick-skinny. I was just well developed, by the age of 10 I was already starting to develope a womanly body shape. In my pre-teens I think I gained weight because by the age of 13, I was overweight. 

 

Teen years

My teen years are the years of all the diets, weight losing and weight gaining. So by the age of 13 I was about 162 cm tall and weighed 72 kilograms: that’s clearly overweight (BMI 27,4). But you have to take into consideration that I was very young and still developing. So it’s kind of debatable if I should have started to mess with my body that early. But I did. My mom joined Weight Watchers and I also started doing the program with her. During that period we also started going swimming twice a week, plus PE classes at school. During about 6 months I lost 8 kilograms and looked decent after that (weight: 64 kg). But I still thought I looked fat.

Somehow I got back to old habits and gained the weight back. From that time on, it was a constant battle. Losing weight, gaining weight… Working out and trying to be “healthy”. During those times I did some Atkins, just tried to cut out sugar and white wheat flour, went back to Weight Watchers’ point counting… I tried it all.

In 2007 I had lost some weight, worked out and weighed 68 kg, I was 167 cm tall. About the same height and weight as right now. I actually thought I was pretty and got some compliments. 

Summer 2007 (68 kg)

By the end of 9th grade (I was 16, it was year 2008) I weighed 72 kilograms. Again. After that time in 10th grade I gained a lot. About 7 kilograms I think. By the end of secondary school (age 19) I was 79 kilograms. In the summer of 2011 before starting university I decided to pick myself up again and start running and watching what I eat. I got injured and couldn’t run after 2 weeks but I continued with my diet plan. I still lost some weight, about 3–4 kilograms. Then university began.

In Vienna in July 2008 (72 kg)

 

In Turkey in 2009 (79 kg)

 

University years

My graduation in June 2011 (79 kg)

So when university began, I was around 75 kilograms I think. There I didn’t work out at all, only did a lot of walking. Also my eating habits changed, I started eating chocolate, rice, pasta again. My main goal was to live as cheaply as possible (poor student!) and that’s why I ate rice, pasta, potatoes with a little minced meat etc. In the mornings I had porridge with homemade jam. My diet was all high-carb, low-protein, medium-fat. But somehow, I don’t know how, I lost more weight during my first semester at school. Before Christmas 2011 I was 72 kilograms again. 

From that point on I was gaining again. In the summer of 2012 I was 79 kilograms. By Christmas 2012 I was about 80–81 kilograms. I gained my last 5 kilograms during 5 weeks of winter break in January 2013. I weighed 85,5 kilograms by mid February 2013.

In Croatia in August 2012 (79 kg)

I had my “click” when I started going to a fitness club in Tartu about a week before starting LCHF because I had done about 3 Zumba classes with my friend back at home and liked them. I was bigger than everybody else at the fitness club classes. Plus, I saw myself in a full-length mirror. (I don’t have full length mirror in my home or in my dorm). I was so frustrated with myself, I was just big and fat. Obese. My clothes were all super tight and it was uncomfortable to sit because of the fat-rolls on my belly. Then my mom heard about LCHF and the new low-carb lifestyle began. 

A couple of weeks before starting LCHF. I hid my fat very wisely (85 kg)

The rest is history! Now I’ve lost 18 kilograms. I’m happy now. I’m starting to look like the person inside me has always wanted to look like. And it can only get better from now on. 

In June 2013 (69 kg)

 

In July 2013 after a run (68 kg)

 

What do I have to point out?

  • I never got fat because of fast food. We don’t even have fast food restaurants in my city. 

  • Junk food and sweets was also not in my menu. Pizza, chips etc: I rarely had that, maybe twice a year. Chocolate more often but not every week / day.

  • I got fat from simply eating too much. We had regular everyday home-cooked meals like any other family. But I ate way too much. Plus the food was very carby, low on protein.

  • My family loves baked goods. We baked about 2 times a week. I would have no problem eating 5 cinnamon rolls or even more as dessert. Or 6 homemade minced meat pies for breakfast etc. I could not resist.

  • My mom and grannies and myself are great cooks. The food is always really really good and tasty. That relates to eating too much.

  • I was never good at sports, so I avoided exercize. I think that has a great role in gaining weight.

  • The last 5 kilograms I gained in the beginning of 2013 came from eating all the time, binging, eating out of emotions and just being bored. I just ate all the time. I think 4000 kcal per day was no problem for me. It makes me sad thinking about it.

So that is about it. That is my story of gaining and losing weight, being bullied, feeling low and how I got to where I am today.

Workout Week 22.–28.07.2013

In Workout Week posts I will tell you everything about my last week’s workouts.

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Monday was supposed to be a rest day but since my friend-Zumba instructor won’t be here on Wednesday, we had our regular Wednesday’s Zumba on Monday. Didn’t have much energy but still managed to do the class successfully.

Tuesday was a rest day after 3 work-out days. Did a 1 hour walk with my puppy to get my steps full.

Wednesday I had to go to the city to give more blood for analysis. The weather was more or less OK so I cycled. After a visit to the doctor I did some thrift shopping. Found a pair of linen khaki shorts for 2€! Plus, in one store the sales lady told me: “You are looking at large sizes. Small sizes are on the other side of the store.” That was a nice compliment. 🙂 After a visit to the city I had a regular 30 minute walk and in the evening did 1 hour of all over muscle exersizes. I felt this strange pain in my left buttock. That made me worry.

Thursday morning I did a nice 30 minute walk with my dog but the weather was rainy, cold and windy. Since it was a running day, I had an hour long run in the evening. Half way there I felt the buttock pain again in my left side but decided to finish my run. I was really worried because I have read about another Estonian blogger’s sciatic pain and piriformis pain (check out Heidi’s blog here).

Friday morning I did a regular 30 minute walk. During the day I was baking and cooking all the time so standing on my feet. At 6 PM I felt sharp pain in my lower back in the left buttock area. I decided not to go for a run and rest a little and do a nice slow cycling hour later on in the evening. 

Saturday was official rest day. I had a nice long walk with my dog. The weather was beautiful, sun was shining. I saw people running and wished it was me. I felt a little pain in my buttock during the day but that was nothing compared to the days before. Wondered if I could run on Sunday.

Running shoes on but no running for me 😦

On Sunday I really really wanted to go for a run. I decided to take it nice and slow. Usually I have the goal to improve my best time or last run’s time. This time my only goal was to not hurt myself and go totally by how my back and ass are feeling. My average speed was only 7,02 km/h but I managed to run my almost 7 kilometre lap without any pain. I was so relieved. I think I listened to my legs and butt during this run more than my music. 😀 I just really didn’t want to overdo it and. Health is the most important.

 

 

In total:

3 hours 30 minutes of walking

2 hours of cycling

1 hour of Zumba

1 hour of muscle exercizes

2 hours of running

 

This week would have been a great but the sciatic pain really f*cked up my otherwise good week. I’m really looking forward to getting better and running more and faster again. Narva Energy Run in less than 2 weeks. I don’t want to miss that, I really don’t.