|sorry for the crap quality, blame the phone ;)|
We have diabetes in both sides of dads family and I knew I was heading straight for it the way I was going. I was fed up of being out of breath just from running up the stairs and I also started getting problems with my back, knee and my feet which the doctor said isn't helped by being over weight, obviously. I stopped feeling happy with the way I looked in anything, I stopped enjoying clothes and started not really bothering to make any effort. After Christmas Aaron and I agreed we needed to stop eating so much junk and start eating better and get ourselves into shape. Since eating better I rarely feel ill anymore, I enjoy walking (never thought I'd say that!!), I enjoy eating healthy meals, I feel happier in myself and my confidence has grown a lot - even my mum noticed last time we went shopping :) I still feel anxious in the car sometimes, especially on a dual carriage way but apart from that I haven't really had any problems. I've been going out to shops alone and will speak on the phone a bit more now too.
I always thought losing weight was going to be really hard work but it's literally been a case of eating healthily, cutting down on all the bad stuff and getting off my arse a bit more. Although I'm wearing size 16 jeans and size 18 tops and only want to get down to a size 14 on the bottom and 16 on top, most of my weight is around my middle so I have a way to go as yet til I'm happy but I'm getting there and that's the main thing :)