I used to be very secretive about food and exercise, basically anything to do with weight loss. If I was trying to lose weight, I'd never tell anyone. I'd just struggle along and hope that people would notice, which they rarely did.
Without support, this journey is long and lonely, and you find it hard to keep going when the going gets tough.
I have been thinking about the old me lately. She hasn't been around for a very long time! It's nice to think that finally, finally I might have cracked it. I finally get it, after eight bloody long years of trying to lose weight and keep it off, and that last April is the last time I will ever see 103.5 on the scales.
Old Philippa: Would always try to lose weight in secret, and would be one of those people who would say "You look great!" to someone who had lost weight, but would be simmering with envy underneath; she would never tell anyone if she was on yet another weight loss scheme;
New Philippa: Started a blog, so she could tell the whole world that she was trying to lose weight!
Old Philippa: Would always be very disappointed if she didn't lose much or maintained, she'd use it as an excuse to binge and chuck it in;
New Philippa: Maintaining or only losing a little makes her try harder, she feels more motivated.
Old Philippa: Denied herself nothing foodwise. Things that should have been treats were daily consumptions, yet she still convinced herself that a 4 litre tub of icecream all to herself or having sticky date pudding for breakfast was ok. And if she did overindulge, she'd turn it into an excuse to pig out all week and then start again Monday;
New Philippa: Has little treats regularly and incorporates them into her daily points. She knows that a serve of icecream is two scoops in a bowl, not half the tub. Occasionally she will eat just for the hell of it, and if she does, she makes up for it at the earliest opportunity. She counts it, and moves on.
Old Philippa: Was an emotional eater, big time. She turned to food for comfort when she felt stressed, lonely, bored - when something went wrong, food was there.
New Philippa: Does not turn to food to solve her problems. She knows that it is JUST FOOD, it is not her friend. She deals with her problems in a far more healthy way and allows herself to feel the emotions she's experiencing. And if she does feel like comfort eating, that's what the WW tubs of icecream in the freezer are for!
Old Philippa: Would make a cake for afternoon tea and it would be gone by dinner time.
New Philippa: Makes a cake and then freezes it in slices to take to work for morning or afternoon tea.
Old Philippa: Knew she should exercise more but couldn't really be bothered. She liked her lazy time too much and had no energy to do anything more strenuous than change the channels, or answer the door. When she did exercise it would only be a casual stroll around the block, nothing challenging.
New Philippa: Loves to exercise, and doesn't feel right if she doesn't! She takes walks to relax, she runs for fun. And she loves seeing the new muscles appearing on her legs!!
Old Philippa: could only buy clothes with elastic waists from places like Witchery and Portmans. She didn't even bother trying on skirts, dresses and trousers in Sportsgirl.
New Philippa: can wear Portmans size 12 jeans, Witchery size 14 trousers and her Sportsgirl 16's are way too big and have been donated to her eight months pregnant sister's maternity wardrobe!
Old Philippa: Didn't really like who she was or where she was in life. Had very low self esteem and not much of a social life. She let people take advantage of her and her good nature. She would drag deadweight friendships around because she didn't have many others. Put on a front that she was confident and outgoing when all she reallly wanted to do was hide away. Always found excuses not to go out.
New Philippa: Likes who she is. Realises that she's not perfect and there's always room for improvement, but loves the fact that she's not afraid to meet new people and get out of her comfort zone socially - in fact, she loves going places and getting out of the house. She is very outgoing. She knows that she deserves genuine friendships and cherishes those that she has. She wakes up in the morning feeling pretty happy with herself!
I could go on and on, but I think you get the point. My life has changed so much, and all for the better. For all of my readers who are at the beginning of their journeys, or still have a way to go, believe me, YOU CAN DO IT. And if the rewards I have listed above aren't enough, well I don't know what is!!
Old Philippa has left the building!!