Another New Start

In my (unsuccessful) quest to lose weight, get fit and live a better life, I've had plenty of new starts. I'm now making the commitment to follow through. My biggest fear however, is that I won't.

A bit about myself. I'm 23 nearly 24 and have been over weight for probably the last 12 or 13 year of my life. Prior to that I was actually a quite little girl.

My First Day of School

See, I was only little.

I'm not really sure what happened to start me putting on weight. I guess it could have started with puberty, but I'm not entirely sure. Later on however I know some definate things that made it worse.
When I was fifteen I got my first job as a casual at a local discount store. I would walk there after school then work until close most day. That was all good, I was getting exercise. The problem however was that now I was getting money I could by whatever food I wanted at school... which I would do... a lot. As well as eating the lunch that my mum had made for me. Not really a healthy way to eat. A good healthy packed lunch, then maybe a sausage roll and coke aswell.

Things only got worse as I got older. I got my drivers license and car at seventeen and was no longer walking anywhere, I would just drive. Then soon after I got my first boyfriend. He, who is now my husband, is super sporty and can mostly eat anything and not put on any weight, and if he does, he loses it easily. Back then he played sport six days a week. Monday - Touch Football, Tuesday - Soccer Training, Wednesday - Indoor Soccer, Thursday - Soccer Training, Friday - Indoor Soccer and Saturday - Outdoor Soccer Game. I would go alone and watch, then we would get takeaway for dinner. Fine for him, not so much for me. His entire lifestyle was so different to mine. I went from always eating the dinner that mum made to spending a lot of time with someone who ate junk food daily, and therefore I did too.

For a long time I didn't even realize how much weight I was putting on. I remember thinking that I was fat back then, but now I can only wish to look like I did.

Me at 17

Ok sorry about the face cover ups. I'm currently not ready to have my full identity public. Stupid right?

Life continued, I finished school and started full time at the same store. Every day I would buy lunch, not always unhealthy. But, everyday I would buy a chocolate bar, and soft drink or something similar. More weight piled on.

Hubby and I got engaged the day before my twentieth birthday. It was then, as every bride to be does, I started to think more seriously about losing weight. I joined Curves, but always found excuses not to go. My back hurt, too tired, not enough time. I would go steadily for maybe a week or two, then something would come up. I'd get sick or just fall back into excuses. I didn't really lose any weight. My wedding came. I had lost a little and because of my style of dress I was and still am happy with how I looked, but I do know I could have looked better if I had just gotten myself motivated to do more.

My Wedding Day - 20 years old

After getting married through lack of exercise and not eating as well as I should I have gotten to where I am now.

Christmas 2011 with my Brother-In-Laws Girlfriend

I don't currently know exactly how much I weigh. The scale we did have broke. Last time I weighed myself I was 103kgs, but at my highest I was 106kgs. To weigh that much sucks. It's embarrassing and I hate that I let myself get this way. I have a 6 foot 3 inch older brother who has recently lost weight, but even his highest was only 1kg more than me. But at the moment I am the heaviest in my family. How depressing.

Christmas 2010 with my Darling Hubby

Now its time for me to really over come myself and win this battle