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Diet start.

Being in a relationship, the consensus is that you gain weight. Some people call it "happy weight" or "settle weight". In my case, this weight has been extreme. I've always had a big body, being Nordic, being big (tall, broad shouldered, muscular) is a natural part of my genetics. That being said, the point I'm at now, is far beyond genetics. Genetics is why I, even at top athletic level (medals from the national championship, in an Asian Martial-Art), weighed in at 101kg before contests. At that time, I was a EU size 44-46 and full of muscles (Finding clothes in a normal store was still a challenge). I trained on average 20 hours a week during this time, and ate normally. I was at this level from 16 to 19 yrs of age. Then I met my husband...

Due to an unhappy youth period, I was keen to move out when I met my husband, so I did. I basicly moved in on our first date. It sounds strange, but that first date was so horrible, that it has become our greatest memory. I borrowed his hoodie the next day, his sister went ballistic (she was my best friend) because she had always wanted it, and now I had it, after only 12 hours. Anywho, that was a digression, the point is, I wasn't prepared for how much of a picky eater he was (and still is). My diet went to hell, but I was happy, and he loved me, and we had it great together. Eventually I started to not give a shit about his diet and only focus on mine, but at that point it was too late. We'd been together 3 years, I had started gaming and given up on martial arts. I now weighed 160kg. We got a dog, and moved into a new house. We got married, 11 months later, I give birth to a baby boy. 17 months after our second boy arrives. 3 months later, I have an abortion. Despite of my weight, I am extremely fertile, and guess what? No pre-enclampsia, no diabetes, no birth complications, no stitches. I didn't even gain weight in my pregnancies, or I did, but only water, that literally disappeared the day after delivery. My point? I'm healthy, I eat healthy, my children are healthy. I'm also active, my kids and I are outside all the time, we go on hikes -a lot-, we go to swim class, we play outside. My point? I'm a functional parent. For a long period of time now, I've had multiple jobs, along with being a full-time student (at the same time). My point? I might be fat, but I'm not lazy.

Why mention all this? Well, I think it's important for people to go shove their stereotypical fat person thoughts and comments far up their arses. However, I'm now starting on a diet. Not because I'm not happy with myself, I am very happy with myself. But because of the things I cannot do because of my weight. I can't ride carousels with the kids, I can't buy a bike for a reasonable price, I can't get clothes wherever I want, I can't wear the seat belt in some car models (most are fine, but some...). People have suggested for me multiple times now, to apply for surgery, that's not gonna happen. Even though I might need it, of only to "change" my inner system. It means that I'll be in-disposed for a few weeks, and that's not an option when you have kids. So. I'm starting a diet. My goal is to become a EU size 44 again, even though that might be unreachable due to my genetic make-up. First goal: The capri pants I recently bought needs to fit before june. I've ordered a shake-diet to get started. Wish me luck.. I'm gonna need it.
Current size: EU56
First Part goal: Fit the capri pants.
Ultimate goal: EU44

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