As I value health a lot, and since many of you don’t really know my story, I decided to start March with my body transformation story.
Back when I was a kid, I was a really picky eater. I only ate things I was really familiar with and I remember having to stay at the table for an hour after my sisters and parents were done eating, just because I didn’t want to eat what was on my plate. Sometimes I didn’t even know what it tasted like, but I just didn’t want to eat it.
I remember that I was 13 and I went to my first party. I was getting ready for the party at my friend’s house and her mom decided to warm up some pizzas for us. I never in my life ate pizza before that day, and I was already crying inside, because I was really hungry, but didn’t want to eat pizza, because for some reason I thought I wouldn’t like it, so I refused to eat it before. I didn’t want to be impolite though, so I gave it a try, and ever since that day something changed in my mind. I started loving pizza and started trying more things that I thought I wouldn’t like.
Two years later, when I was 15, I came to a point that I was much fatter than my friends. I didn’t really care about it, because I was loving my life and I loved like going out to eat and drink.
In 2009, when I was 18, my weight was pretty out of control, but I had a lot of friends, so I didn’t really have time to be insecure, and I thought it didn’t really matter. That year, I moved to Honduras for a year as an exchange student, and getting into a country where I didn’t know a person, I started questioning myself at some point. Not only because I was surrounded by latin girls who were beautiful and had the perfect bodies, but also because I soon felt how much latin people value a great body. I didn’t know Spanish, but I always heard them talking about me. Looking back now, they were probably only looking for ways to help me because they were the sweetest girls, but back then I didn’t understand them and it made me a little insecure about myself.
“What if they were gossiping?”
“What if they were telling each other how fat I was?”
“Was I going to fit in here?”
I didn’t like the local food at all. I didn’t like beans, I was sick of rice after eating it every day for 2 months, I didn’t like the local baleadas and I didn’t even like avocados back then. I was often hungry there (Good thing they have Pizzahut in Honduras!), but in the end that was a pretty good thing for me, because it made my stomach smaller. I also started working out, because I wanted to look good and I wanted to become a healthier person.
I remember going back to Belgium after a year. My mom made my favorite food and you filled up my plate. At my house, we always eat a big plate of food for lunch. I couldn’t even finish half the plate, and I remember my parents and sisters looking at me like who the hell is this person? They were all so happy though that I had a healthier body.
I kept working out and by the time we went to Mexico in 2011, I had the body that I wanted.
I’m still working out, but I want to change what I eat too. I’m taking a nutrition class at school and I started valuing how important it is to take care of what you fuel your body with. In tomorrow’s post I’ll share how March is going to be the month I’m getting used to a living a healthy lifestyle.
Did you ever have a point in your life where you made big changes? How did you feel after? What are your thoughts on before & after pictures? How did you work on your insecurities?
Thank you so much for reading. I’d love to read your answers on these questions in the comments below!