From age seven to twenty-one I weighed one stone for each year of my life. I was a nine stone nine year old, a twelve stone twelve year old, etc. A complicated relationship with food grew and grew in me until the day when I snapped and decided to make a big change in my life. A similar change to the one, if you're looking at my site, I imagine you've decided to make as well. I tried to lose an enormous amount of body fat using every possible trick or cheat in the book from fad diets to fat-loss supplements to those tea bags that give you diarrhoea. Some were safe, others were decidedly not. Nothing worked, or so I thought. Eventually, I looked at what I now see as the only logical conclusion; I was not eating correctly to reach my goal and I was barely exercising (turns out weekly bicep curls in your bedroom don't make you skinny!)
I started to teach myself everything I could about eating correctly, exercising at the right intensity to burn body fat for fuel, resting enough to allow my body to recover from new exercise patterns and gaining a new respect for myself. It worked this time. No potions, no powders, no drugs and no diets. Changing a habit of a lifetime is a monumental task but I proved to the world and most importantly to myself that it can be done. I won't attempt to lie to you. It is not and never will be an easy thing to do. You have to dedicate a huge part of yourself to it.
But I can promise you this: It will be worth it when you cross that finish line.