In April 2004 I moved together with my hubby back from Ankara, Turkey, to Romania. I was abount 110-112 pounds. I will tell you what I did wrong so you can draw the conclusions for yourself.
Sometimes I would put 5-6 pounds on but in 2003-2004 I was quite stable. The moment I felt the extra fat building, I would watch my sweets and bread, I would combine them nicely and ride my bike a little and the fat would melt away.
Then I moved to Romania and I got a job in a bank. In six months I put on 12 pounds! I was shocked! I wasn't eating really, but that was the problem. Going to work at 8,30am, working like a maniac until 8,30pm at times, without a lunch break... If I wasn't working until 8,30pm I would just finish at a normal 6pm and rush to get to the masters, which kept me in school until 9pm.
Now and then I would have a yogurt or something similar for lunch, but no breakfast, just dinner. Sometimes, when I was out of energy, I would buy a small hot chocolate to boost up my energy. The stress levels? I can't measure them. It was horrible. People were actually going nuts in this bank - one of the biggest in Romania. The company was chewing its employees alive and then spitting them out. Actually, it's not that people were spat out, but they would just get sick of this life and leave by themselves.
I was promoted quite fast: I started as a front-office employee working with corporate clients, six months later I became a credit officer, and three months later I was already the manager of a small agency. The work is beyond something that you can imagine, for money that you wouldn't imagine either (in the negative sense).
I was getting fatter and fatter, from lack of exercise, from being all day long on high heels, for not eating properly, for I was stressed beyond words. At night I would grab something fast from the fridge, watch tv for one hour, and go to bed.
My knees were hurting from the high heels, my back was hurting, my head. I was a broken toy by the time I was done with this bank. I got a very strong allergy due to stress, and it took my body four weeks to get rid of the red patches. Each time I was getting nervous, my chest and my neck, my arms, would become full of those patches. I looked like someone who had God knows what disease. I was ashamed to talk to people! (A few months later one of my collegues got the same crap from being overly excited at work.) Two months after this passed - on its own, of course, without medicine or anything - I started having fever and puking. I stayed home one week with the doctors bouncing me in all directions and saying that according to all tests I am healthy, but the weird syndromes could be related to too much work and stress. One month later I quit. I loved my job but I hated the company. A company whose policy is "no person is unreplaceble" is not for me. After studying business ethics and human resources and international trade you get to understand that nothing is possible unless you care about employees.
I ended up with 129 pounds! Now only two pairs of pants fit me and the others hurt if I zip or button them. So it's time to take action.
Which I did right after a nice round of clothes shopping in Austria. I had lost 4 pounds and I was exercising, when a flu or something got me again. So two weeks later, after having taken pills of all sorts, including antibiotics, I am back to 129 or maybe even more since I am scared to have a chat with my scale.
I've never been here before. Never at 130. So I am so so freaked out. I am scared that I will never be able to lose weight again.
But here is my resolution: today it's the first day when I won't give a crap about fever and I will start carrying about my weight again. I simply can't take myself anymore.
Others things that might have led to my weight increase: for a year I haven't taken any multivitamins or anti-oxidants, I haven't exercised because I was too exhausted, I was stressed, and I didn't eat properly.
The less calories you eat, the slower your metabolism gets, the more pounds you put on.
Losing weight and staying healthy is easy, when you care. Forget famishing yourself: there are other ways.
Since I was 15 I've been obsessed with healthy diets, losing weight, sports, and everything included. I read books after books and I collected articles on staying fit and healthy. Even now, 12 years later, I am still reading everything I find on the subject.
I will share with you, step by step, everything I know. Free advice.
About Me
Name: Andreea Home: Bucharest, Romania About Me: Post graduate student, happily married, who has found the perfect job in a perfect company. :) See my complete profile
Well...how tall are you? Because that is, you know, a big factore whether you are fat or not. check your BMI. You may be in healthy range.