I realized most of the posts I've written are about me in the past. So much has happened since I was obese that it's hard to fit everything all into just a few posts. With that said, I'd like to fast forward to now.
Here I am today, 10/27/15! After losing almost 100lbs in 2013, I got pregnant in 2014, and had my beautiful baby girl in April 2015!
What is so funny about my pregnancy is that it was sooooo easy! Even with PCOS, I had no complications and the 38 weeks went by relatively painlessly. Since I had gained so much weight before, it was like my body was already prepared for what was coming during pregnancy. I didn't get any stretch marks (aside from the ones I already had) and I only gained about 25lbs.
It was AFTER I had the baby that the weight began to pile up again! As a breast feeding mama, I was constantly eating to increase my milk production, which often consisted of Lactation Cookies.YUM! As delicious as they were, I am definitely paying for those cookies now....as you can see lol!
This morning I woke up with a goal in mind.
It's time to get my body back!
So once again, I will embark on a weight loss journey but this time I am taking you all with me! I decided that I would follow a very popular fitness program from an amazing motivator and physical trainer named Wesley Virgin. Have you heard of him? Maybe you've seen his pictures around the interwebz...
Wes is a really great friend of mine. And he's motivated me to get back on my grind! He was amazed at the progress I made before, and he has now encouraged me to get my mojo back. So for the next 30 days (at least) I will be following his program called The Fat Diminisher.
If you'd like to follow along with me, you can get his program here:
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Fat was steadily creeping into my body. Like a home invasion. No matter what I ate, regardless of any exercise I did, the weight just piled on. I was being intruded! How am I supposed to defend myself FROM myself?
I suffered from PCOS for many years. In the midst of gaining nearly 100lbs, I developed stretch marks that looked like a tiger clawed me from side to side. In fact, I used to think of my stretch marks as battle wounds. The vicious tiger named PCOS who captured my body. With every stretch mark I felt pain. I could literally feel my skin tear as the tiger claws of PCOS were digging into my body. It was very painful.
Everything I knew about myself had been turned upside down. The worst part was the people I used to know. They were slowly starting to acknowledge my weight gain.
I will NEVER forget this moment....
I was at my best friend's house and her cell phone rang. It was her father, and he knew me very well. He didn't know I was in the room, nor did he know he was on speaker. The conversation was about college; routine stuff.
"How's school? Have you received your grades yet?"
"No Dad, but soon," she replied.
"Oh, ok. So, what's new? I see Jen got really fat!"
She looked at me with sad and embarrased eyes. She had witnessed everything. She knew it wasn't my fault, but she had no other choice but to confirm.
I immediately ran to the balcony to let the fresh morning air cool my red hot face from embarrassment. I stared out to the distance, seeing nothing because I was looking behind a waterfall of tears. With blurry vision and emotions erupting inside of me, I let out a wailing sob. I couldn't control it. People watched me from the street as my body collapsed to the ground and I bawled my heart out on my best friend's balcony.
This was just the beginning. As I grew more and more uncomfortable with myself, so did others. Even if I was still me on the inside, nobody would ever treat me the same again.
So I decided that I wouldn't treat myself the same, either.
If you have an illness like PCOS, then you have been forced to deal with some horrific circumstances. You get probed and pricked with medical instruments just to have a doctor tell you that the reason you are so sick and tired is out of your control. And that's just the beginning. Then comes the options of treatment, the risk of surgery, the countless pills we are told to swallow to heal our disastrous fate. But wait, we're STILL not done! THEN we start a "trial" of our chosen treatment because NO ONE is actually sure if that treatment will work. It's complete chaos, like a car spinning out of control on black ice.
What if I told you I could help you regain control of your car?
There is no greater machine than the human body. And though you may feel out of control right now, you DO have the opportunity to control what you feed your machine.
Would you put sugar in your car's gas tank?
No? Why not?
Because that is not how a car is meant to be fueled. If you want a car to run properly and last you awhile, you want to feed your car gasoline.
So what is a human's gasoline? Pure, raw, whole foods.
The FIRST 13lbs of my weight loss journey I credit to JUICING!!!
I juiced and in 10 short days, I lost 13 POUNDS!
It was just the motivation I needed to continue this weight loss journey...
High-school. We hated it and loved it at the same time, didn't we? When we were attending high-school, we couldn't wait to graduate and get the hell out. But do you ever catch yourself thinking, "Man, I wish I was still in high-school!"
I sure do, all the time. Why? Because you could clean your clothes off my washboard abs and bounce a coin off of my ass. Let's be honest, most of us wish we had our high-school body back. Especially me. At 18, I weighed 120lbs and could make a garbage bag look like haute couture. I started modeling and was signed to an agency within only a few months after moving to Atlanta. I had the world in the palm of my hands, I could accomplish anything, my confidence could move mountains. I was untouchable.
And then, in what feels like the blink of an eye, I weighed an outstanding 221lbs. I was sick, fat and suffocating under the dirt of depression. The woman I knew and loved was dead. I no longer recognized the reflection I saw in the mirror. My entire life had changed, from the cheer of my personality all to the way I had to wash my body in the shower. I had to relearn basic things like putting on clothing, how I used the bathroom, and what position would allow me to sleep comfortably in my bed. I started asking myself questions like, "Can I fit in that chair?" and "Will I be the only fat person there?" My social life quickly became nonexistent. I couldn't go out and dance, and constantly feared there would not be a place for me to sit because my legs couldn't carry all the extra weight for too long. Let's not even get started on finding clothing that I felt attractive in! To me, it wasn't even worth it to go out and have fun anymore. Social anxiety was brewing inside of me and by the end of the year I was so consumed by anxiety that it became a part of my personality. I barely left my apartment. I couldn't even go outside to walk my dog. I would literally stand at my front door and watch her run to the nearby grassy area, and then call for her to return. I had hit rock bottom.
With my health deteriorating, my skin stretching and the fat still accumulating in my body, I had to see a doctor. I was suffering from excessive menstrual cramping and bleeding and an ultrasound revealed an unknown mass in my uterus. The first thing my doctor said to me was obvious yet still heartbreaking. She said, "Jenna, you need to lose weight."
Well, duh! Doesn't she know who I used to be? Has she no clue who I am? - That's what I was thinking. But now, I finally had to face the facts: To the world, I was FAT.
I WAS FAT! And not only was I fat, but I was SICK. My doctor diagnosed me with PCOS, Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome.
WebMD's definition of PCOS: "Polycystic ovary syndrome (say "pah-lee-SIS-tik OH-vuh-ree SIN-drohm") is a problem in which a woman's hormones are out of balance. It can cause problems with your periods and make it difficult to get pregnant. PCOS also may cause unwanted changes in the way you look. If it isn't treated, over time it can lead to serious health problems, such as diabetes and heart disease."
And it also states, "PCOS is the most common hormonal disorder in women of childbearing age and can lead to issues with fertility. Women who have PCOS have higher levels of male hormones and are also less sensitive to insulin or are "insulin-resistant." Many are overweight or obese. As a result, these women can be at a higher risk of diabetes , heart disease, sleep apnea, and uterine cancer." (http://www.webmd.com/women/guide/polycystic-ovary-syndrome-pcos-and-weight-gain)
So, now I knew what was causing my weight gain, and I knew what was preventing me from losing that weight. The only thing I had left to do was dedicate my time to becoming healthier.
This blog is my story, my struggle and my success. If you feel like you are constantly battling against your weight, or you suffer from PCOS as well, please join me as I share with you the secrets I've discovered in losing over 80lbs and counting!
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