So I was just browsing on Steemit, minding my own business and then this delicious Lemon Meringue and Blueberry Cake made by 
That made me to think that I forgot to introduce my other part of me, that Adaocha who is always losing weight, just not now but for sure from next Monday.
The thing is, I used to be normal looking lady. Not too fit but I always loved walking. I hardly used public transport and I prefered to walk from one end of Prague to another to get home. I can say it was my way to relax and meditate. And I loved my bike as well.
But life is not always easy going and things can change rapidly, especially when it comes to weight.
This is how I looked like after my first child:
As I said, normal looking.
Then I had second child, we moved to Scotland, I had very stressful job and it affected me a lot. I added about 10kg and I started to feel very uncomfortable with myself.
Two years later, I was expecting my last child and things started to look ugly. I suffered from postnatal depression, started to use AD, made very wrong choice with contraception and on top of that my dad commited suicide which was devastating for me. It all caused that I was very depressed and suicidal myself, I developed social phobia which made me to stay indoors most of the time. And as many other people suffering with mental illnesses, I found my comfort with food... and I just changed my size from 12 to 20 within weeks.
So here I am, with my nearly 100kg... Well 94, that doesn't sound that bad like 100 :D
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And I say, enough is enough :D
I am traveling to Nigeria this year to see my family and I just can't look like this. Not that anyone would care how I look like but imagine the heat I will have to survive and it is just going to be hard if I am obese.
Not talking of health. We can talk about inner beauty pata pata, but the truth is that my knees and hips are sore, my back is killing me. I can't even run and get bus without having heart attack. And what about clothes? I can't wear jeans without tearing them or getting holes when I walk and my fatty thighs are rubbing against each other. And seriously, I am just 30 years old, I can't look like dumpling or giant pounded yam!
I decided to do something about it. Not from Monday, I started 3 weeks ago (yay!).
I have got Fitbit, which is fantastic thing, and I am joining every challenge I find there. I started with approx 3k steps per day but I am massively improving:
I joined Puregym and surprisingly I really enjoy it. Although it is not easy. I went on the step class this wednesday and I thought I am going to pass out there and at the end I looked like lobster :D
I still have problem with food being comfort for my low moods, but at least I am trying to comfort myself with healthy things.
That is me then. Another part of my life. I will keep you updated about my progress... Ahem, and if there is not any, then at least I will post some photographs from my holiday in Nigeria in next couple of months :D
