Journey to the New Us
I've always sturuggled with my weight. The first time I lost weight was at the end of Year 12. I'd always been an average weight, but in Year 11 and 12 I piled on the kgs through eating a sausage roll and mars bar every day for lunch and washing it down with a can of coke. Not to mention the packets of chips and other crap I ate. Once year 12 finished I lost almost 20 kilos, but not in a good way. Studying for the HSC, my girlfriend and I did nothing but chain-smoke our way through 3 months of study and exams.
I managed to keep the weight off for about 5 years. That's a couple of years after Mr.P and I first met and hit the comfortable stage. When we stopped partying and going out as much, staying at home, eating lots of take-away, etc, etc. I put on 25 kilos, and it wasn't until our engagement party in Jan of 2007 that I realised how much weight I'd put on. The photos from that night really dissapoint me and I absolutely hate to look at them. I resolved to lose weight and over the next year put in a half-hearted effort and lost 5 kilos.
This is the picture that gives me motivation. (I'm the one on the end in black). Taken in Fiji on my honeymoon. I want to look like that again, happy, healthy, and most of all, able to dance around crazy with a bunch of Fijians!
So here's to a New Me (old me?) in 2010.
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