I used to weigh this much.
Then I had a major mountain bike accident. My knee bent sideways and I completely severed my MCL, ACL, tore my meniscus, a 5cm blood clot and fractures on the top of my leg bone. Took me 5 months to walk after a knee reconstruction.
While still on crutches I started IVF. 2 years of back to back cycles, 6 lost babies, steroids, countless needles, procedures and hormones.
Then my miracle high risk pregnancy including threatened miscarriages, pre-eclampsia and a Caesarean brought me Miss Bee. A year of her not sleeping in the cot during the day resulted in tendinitis in my right wrist then my left wrist.
She turned 2 and I was still depressingly way over my pre mountain bike accident weight.
Today I conquered that. I’ve kept my eye on the prize. Sometimes days have been hard chocolate and wine days but I get back up. I try again: like the Terminator. I have now lost 13kg since mid November. I am officially in the healthy weight range. I bought size 10 pants for work today and they fit! In fact all the size 10 ones I tried on fit. I’ve been more like a 12 for a few years so it’s sweet victory to be back in my happy weight zone.
For some being slim comes easy. For me it’s a constant battle. A battle I will fight forever. Luckily I have fortitude.
PS from my highest weight I’m now 54kg lighter.