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Eating fast food didn’t have an effect on De’s body for most of her life. But once children came into the mix things changed. For years she crash dieted to lose the baby weight, and now she’s eating smart and working out the traditional way. This is her weight loss success story.
For the past 6 months, I have been on a serious weight loss journey. I have changed every aspect of my lifestyle. I have never had to try so hard to lose weight. I was always a “skinny” girl. I could eat whatever I wanted. Not workout and not even gain a pound. I was only 118 pounds but completely out of shape. My eating habits were poor, I was a fast food, soda-addicted junkie and didn’t care because it didn’t show. Then, I began to having children and all of those bad habits caught up to me.
With my first daughter, I gained 95 pounds. Needless to say, the size 4 jeans I packed to go home in did not even come up one of my thighs. I went home wearing my maternity pants. But I worked it off. I made it a full time job to lose the baby weight. I worked out 6 days a week for 3-4 hours a day and survived off of wheat grass and dew (just kidding). I really don’t recommend that weight loss plan but it worked and 9 months later I had lost all of the pregnancy weight and was comfortably zipping up my size 4 and back to my drive-thru hopping.
Then came my next little diva. I played it smart this time – or at least I thought I did. I went to a nutritionist twice a week and worked out until I was 7 and a half months pregnant. Tallying in at a whopping 85 pounds weight gain when I went into the delivery room. Again, I went fast and furious into the weight loss but this time I breast fed so it was a little easier. I bought the newest Beachbody® workout series and got my tail in gear. I couldn’t live off of wheat grass and dew this time because I was nursing, but I did eat fairly healthy. It took a little longer to lose the weight so I was zipping up my size 4s in about a year and half. (Still not a recommended weight loss plan). I Maintained my figure by running but I still had horrible eating habits. I put toxic after toxic processed meals into my body daily. I had also acquired a lethal sweet tooth and cupcakes had become a girls’ best friend.
Then came daughter number 3, six years later. This time around I was unable to exercise because I was severely sick in my first trimester. I did do a little better on the weight gain this time around, weighing in at a 75 pound weight gain. I added 20 pounds to that in the first two months of my little ones’ life and began a different weight loss journey.
There was no sprint to the finish line this time go round. I didn’t have time, energy or resources with three little ones. As the number on the scale grew my determination decreased. It wasn’t until after my baby was one year old and a complete stranger asked me “when I was due” that I got a spark of determination to get my body back. This time I vowed that I would not go back to my toxic ways, I would not work myself to exhaustion and stress.
This weight loss was going to be the old fashioned way – great nutrition and a great workout routine. I am a very determined person so when I started on the journey I had a goal in mind. I hit the ground running losing 6 pounds in my first week. I had continued the clean eating journey but I had to cut the portion sizes. HIIT workouts had me huffing, puffing and sweating in as little as 20 minutes. I began taking brisk walks and really doing more efficient workouts. I lost 10 pounds and 31 inches in a month. And then – I got stuck.
My body just didn’t budge. There were no more inches lost, no more weight loss, all the work none of the glory! So, I kept food diaries, added another workout day but nothing other than a new full time job; managing my weight loss. And that’s where I am now. Digging in deep, trying to find the strength within myself to keep moving forward.