Everyone! For today’s post I have a really
long YouTube video for y’all. I decided
to finally open up about my weight gain, weight loss, and body image
insecurities. I explain how everything
started for me in the video and how my hatred for my body progressed over the
years. Below is the video but if you want to read my story just scroll over the video.
because it goes in depth with a lot of things. I can’t just tell you part of the story, I need to start at the very beginning where my insecurities first started so that anyone reading this may think to themselves “I’m not alone.” I’ve labeled each section, so if you only want to read what I’ve been
doing to lose the weight keep scrolling to **PRESENT DAY** and you’ll get all
that information there. Let’s start from
the very beginning and work our way to the present day, shall we?
up I was never the “string bean” skinny type.
I wasn’t big or overweight, I was pretty average except a little more
athletic than most. I didn’t get made
fun of for being “fat” up until I was older (within recent years) but I did get
made fun of for other things. Now, I
know this may not seem relevant to this story for some but trust me it is. It’s how all of my insecurities started. When I was in first grade my parents moved
because my little brother was born and they needed a bigger house. So we moved up
to the middle of nowhere NJ. I was the
weird new kid and I thought maybe I’ll make a lot of friends. Boy was I wrong. I got made fun of for my Barney boots. I will NEVER forget the sadness I felt in
that moment as a 1st grader just trying to make friends. That was the start of it all. I didn’t really get in the way of the “popular”
kids or the kids at the back of the bus until a few years later. I’m 100% Polish, well I’m technically Polish
American but my entire family is from Poland.
My parents are Polish immigrants.
My mom and I had gone to Poland with my brother the summer after 2nd
grade for three months. When we came
back I had completely forgotten the English language. While I was on the playground I was trying to
ask someone if they wanted to play with me after school and I just couldn’t get
the words out. Needless to say I got
made fun of really badly.
went home and told my parents I refuse to be Polish. I refuse to speak it, I refuse to answer you
in Polish, and I will not listen to you if you speak in Polish. I wanted nothing to do with the culture. I wanted to be a “normal kid.” I can’t even imagine how hard that must have
been for my parents to hear.
pretending not to be Polish after everyone obviously already knew
backfired. From that day on the
playground all the way through high school I was made fun of. At first it started with dumb Polish jokes
and then they just got progressively crueler and crueler. Once we learned about the Holocaust and the
kids found out that Polish people were there they made the ignorant decision to
start throwing pennies at me thinking I was a Jewish person because for some reason people have this misconception that Concentration Camps were just for Jewish people.
5th grade is when I started going through puberty full force. I had started a year before with my cycle but
this is when my body started to change drastically. I started to gain a little weight here and
there. Since I was getting made fun of
for being Polish and getting made fun of for everything else in my life the
only thing I could control was my weight.
My mom started agreeing to buy me all of the teener bopper magazines
that had at home work outs in them. That’s
when my obsession with working out came into play.
8th grade my parents had, had enough of me refusing to admit to my
Polish background that they made me go to Poland. In 6 years I had blocked out the very thing
that defined most of me as a person.
Well, I loved it. I loved seeing
my family, and even though it took me 2 weeks to really get comfortable with
the language I didn’t want to come home.
No one made fun of me over there and my weight was perfect because of
all of the walking you do in the city. I was dreading (that’s an understatement) coming back home to my life outside of the home.
I had to come home from Poland and face reality. I was starting high school. High School is supposed to be the best 4
years of your life. NOT. FOR. ME! I counted down the milliseconds (ok maybe not
necessarily but I was counting down) until the day I would be free from
there. Since I was continuously made fun
of for my Polish background and now I was embracing it, the kids found
something else to make fun of me for.
That’s when again, I turned to weight to make sure I could control
something in my life. Throughout high
school I tried many different crash diets, lost weight the unhealthy way, and
worked out over excessively. It wasn’t
until my Uncle from Poland who came to visit us noticed my unhealthy
eating/working out habits. He was the
Judo Champion in Poland (I forget which years) so he knew what healthy vs
unhealthy looked like. He had said
something and thanks to him I was back to a diet that was the healthy way. My problem was that I grew up around
athletes, my Uncle who was a Judo Champion and my dad who was a professional
speed skater, and I wanted to be just as fit as they were. If I would tell y’all how many hours I was
working out in a day at one point in high school you definitely wouldn’t
the 4 worst years of my life were behind me.
I can start over. Which I did
actually. I definitely flourished in
college personality wise. As much as I
was becoming my own person, I still had one lingering issue; weight. My weight had somehow become an
obsession. My desire to look like the
girls in the magazines was pretty insane.
I still worked out and tried my best but was never happy with what I
looked like. Looking back on it now I
wish I would’ve just shut my mouth because I was a good size.
went through the motions, earned two degrees and here I was ready to face the
real world, not knowing how stressful it would be to find a job and even with
an MBA it would take me about a year to get a job, including the 3 years prior to that when I graduated with my Bachelors.
years ago I had realized that the job I’m still currently at had caused me to
gain 30 lbs. From the day I started to
two years ago from all of the sitting and eating I had gained a lot. I decided to go on a diet and I was clean
eating on top of working out. I cut out
all carbs and sugars along with lowering my sodium intake. I had lost all 30 lbs and was so happy!
let’s fast forward to when I met my current boyfriend who I’ve been with for a year and a half (but I’ve known him for 10 years). He’s Italian so I’ve had quite a few home
cooked Italian meals, but we all know that means lots of carbs. I couldn’t just have one serving and I couldn’t
say no. Thankfully since I was still
living at home my mom still made home cooked meals from scratch with the
healthier alternative. She even made my
lunches to make sure I was eating healthy and wouldn’t gain weight because she knows how I get when I lose weight. There was one week where I was extremely stressed out to the point of not eating much (I didn’t even realize that I skipped meals) and she said she would let it slide but if after one week I’m still not eating she would force feed me lol. Anyway. I put on quite a few pounds just from
happy relationship weight. Then come
September of 2015 I got into my accident.
I was on my way home from a dance class sitting at a red light (mind you
it was dark so you could see it was red) and BOOM. Someone hits me full force. I didn’t even see headlights behind me for long (I saw them for a split second) that’s
how fast they were going. After that I
should have gone to Physical Therapy but chose not to because I was afraid that
the medical bills wouldn’t be covered which I’m currently still fighting 10
MONTHS LATER! So after that I didn’t
work out at all. I was in extreme pain and was also afraid that if I work out the wrong way I would throw my back out. There were a lot of
personal issues and family emergencies that I will be keeping private (sorry
everyone) but those stressed me out A LOT.
Needless to say I had gained a total of 40 lbs. I was at my heaviest weight of all time. I started a BOPO series in the midst of
thinking this could help me spread the word of loving yourself and your
body. This series actually backfired
because it only made me feel worse about myself. I was trying so hard to convince myself that
I was happy when I really wasn’t. I give women who are plus size props for loving themselves because we live in a society today where we are constantly judged based on appearance, weight being one of the major ones.
Everyone noticed how depressed I was so I started working out here and
there. I started to eat a little better
but nothing was working. Then on
Facebook I was scrolling through my news feed one night and saw one of my friends
posting about the 21 Day Fix and how she had become a coach and was looking for
girls who were ready to change their bodies.
I thought to myself this has to be my only hope. Maybe I do need help with this, maybe I can’t
do it alone. So there I was
contemplating whether or not to send her a message. After about 10 minutes of starring at my
phone I messaged her. That’s when I was
introduced to the 21 Day Fix. It’s a
great program that measures out your portions for you and makes it so easy
for you to eat the correct amounts each
day by creating a portion control container system. I was actually just able to change mine because
my weight is under a different plan now.
She has been an amazing coach and she really pushed the entire group to
do a great job. Now, let’s move on to
the fun part. Before and After’s and how
much I’ve lost!
started at 185 lbs on June 9th feeling bloated disgusting and just hating myself. At the end of round 1 of the 21 Day Fix I had
dropped down to 173 lbs. Then I had a few days in between until round 2 and I did have a cheat meal just so that I can remember how terrible certain foods make me feel since I have SO MUCH ENERGY now and then I had another one at my parent’s house however it was only a little more salmon and a little more salad so it wasn’t really too bad of a cheat meal. Then at the start of Day 1 Round 2 I was down to 172 lbs. Weigh in day was on Sunday and I have lost a total of 17lbs. I’m currently at 168 lbs (as of Sunday’s weigh in). I’m so extremely proud of myself and so excited to see this weight shedding off. I no longer dread the scale I’m actually excited even if I weigh the same or only lose a pound because I know that I’m also losing inches and gaining muscle. I will continue this program until I get to my original goal which was to lose 30 lbs by my trip to Poland at the end of August, but I think I’m going to make a new goal to lose a total of 40 lbs.