Losing weight has got to be my longest goal for quite a while now. I always start the journey but consistently quit after a while( to eat healthy and working out can be a mission), at least that was they way i saw it until end of last year November.
Having not seen my brother for the longest while last year( we usually have to set appointment, he's a very busy man lol .. I joke), he came round and we went out for dinner, him, me and my immediate elder sister. In the course of the evening we took pictures, laughed, chatted, ate some good food (Thank you Las-Iguanas, you never seem to fail me), observed our scenery,(mostly people watching and making comments...lol),this i won't forget, we saw a very bad case of an ill-placed lace wig on some girl's head and my brother didn't fail to enter the girl with insults. Anyway, after much chill-axing into the late night and eating to our satisfaction we decided to be on our merry way home, but not before we had taken some pictures for memorabilia sake. It was then this TRAGEDY occurred, Ghen! Ghen!, i started to assess the pictures for Instagram posting( Thank God for filters), but why was i looking extra-large and seeing folds in the side of my tummy?, what was happening to me?!, was I becoming the MICHELIN tyre mascot?. No way!!!, upon all the suck belle make shirt fine, my rolls were just making hits. This was when i knew something had to be done and fast, there was no way i was going to be noticed as "the FAT one" in my family GOD FORBID! it. I've had friends whom my mum referred to by their fat when trying to ask about them and their well being and i wasn't ready to become one of those kind of people to my friend's parents, NEVER!!!!!. So i took my fat by her handles and said the relationship between me and you is OVER, you must be gone!.
Come beginning of November'13, my journey began, i bought myself a workout DVD, as i very much can't commit to a gym and trust me I've tried. Exercising 6 days and week, eating clean and drinking loads of water was my regime(further thanks to @just_geen @lolafithd @villastone @scoladondo, @bigboatstrainigroom, and @mankofit_challenge, for the motivation and support to plan my meals and push through. Na God go bless una for me, at least Instagram is useful for something other than amebor and monitoring of people's lives.Thank the Lord). Days and weeks go by and its 30 days since i started doing this "healthy living" business, my mother constantly on my case "Don't kill yourself!,it is enough, small small!, don't over-do it", always making comments about my diet calling it "special diet", but my reply to her always is "You're the same person saying I'm putting on too much weight".
Dedication was intense, no going back now. It is the end of month two(December) and people are beginning to notice the change, questions and compliments are flying in the door..... "What are you doing?, you've lost so much weight!", "Lepa-Shandy", and as you can imagine I'm loving it! and totally feeling myself. January has come and more weight has been lost, grand way of starting the New year, however things are becoming shaky,I'm eating healthily and exercising but then I'm pigging out more than I should really be doing( not exactly on unhealthy stuff, just eating more than i should), although no physical changes are occurring, the guilt is playing on my mind....
Fast forward to 09/02/14, this very faithful Sunday,I'm all dressed up and off to church with my Mama, stepping into church now and camping by my favourite spot (the best heater in my opinion), a certain individual walks up to me, i hear him utter these words, he says " I hope you're not backsliding", so flabbergasted and confused by that statement and still trying to recover, he proceeds to say "You're putting on weight"
