DOUGHNUT DAYS
Primary school and the majority of high school were known as ‘the doughnut days’.
People would say to me it’s just puppy fat, you’ll grow out of it. I wasn’t buying it.
I’d always carried weight on my face, my stomach and my thighs and I hated it. Towards the end of high school the weight had seemed to evenly distribute itself, but still I lacked confidence and was unhappy with my body image.
Starting college, introduced me to drink and food, not for the first time but eating out with friends quite often! I found myself re-gaining weight and for a while not noticing it, I’d go out to eat with my friends who were tiny with fast metabolisms, they’d always been tiny and they could get away with eating burger and chips and not feeling bloated afterwards. It took me a while to realise that they were not me and my body did not work the same way theirs did. I joined the gym, but plucking up the courage to really go for it in the gym, was something I really struggled with… you know the feeling when you think everybody has nothing better to do than to watch you workout out?! (Crazy I know!)
Like most 18 year olds I finished college not really knowing what I wanted to do next. I didn’t want to go to uni I knew I would end up unhappy and unhealthy.
Fast forward three years after securing a good job and many cycles of working hard in the gym and eating well, I was constantly taking a few hundred steps back! Yes smaller, more confident, happier, but not there yet.
HELLO ‘I quit sugar!’