Hi, my name is Butchie, and I’m a chocoholic.
My not-so-phat fat story begins over two decades ago, when
combined with the potent powers of appetite boosters and an innate love for food, especially
chocolates, I began to accumulate fat in all the wrong places, and began enjoying a fair amount of nasty names such as Babi, baboy, Ms. Piggy, Taba, and the rest, well you know how Pinoy
humor works.
combined with the potent powers of appetite boosters and an innate love for food, especially
chocolates, I began to accumulate fat in all the wrong places, and began enjoying a fair amount of nasty names such as Babi, baboy, Ms. Piggy, Taba, and the rest, well you know how Pinoy
humor works.
This little piggy went to school.
A 2nd grader play where the teacher thought
I was “healthy enough” to play the role of a pig.
Maintaining my weight has always been a challenge. Our
family has been genetically engineered to flaunt wide hips and bulging tummies. Initially I didn’t pay much attention to taunts, but when the
adolescent hormones started kicking in by 5th grade, my
extensive battle with a body that would be deemed acceptable by society took over.
family has been genetically engineered to flaunt wide hips and bulging tummies. Initially I didn’t pay much attention to taunts, but when the
adolescent hormones started kicking in by 5th grade, my
extensive battle with a body that would be deemed acceptable by society took over.
Supersized me. 8 years old.
So I rollerbladed for an hour each day, and cut down the
usual 3 platefuls of rice I consume to a half. The transformation was amazing.
usual 3 platefuls of rice I consume to a half. The transformation was amazing.
The result of months of dieting and rigorous exercise. 6th grade.
But alas, genetics is a great mystery that is hard to defy.
Within the years that followed until college, I swang back and forth from being
super thin to extremely heavy. It was an ongoing battle with food each day, one that
sometimes became too tedious and draining. I experimented with a lot of lose-weight
schemes, most of them involving crash diets.
Within the years that followed until college, I swang back and forth from being
super thin to extremely heavy. It was an ongoing battle with food each day, one that
sometimes became too tedious and draining. I experimented with a lot of lose-weight
schemes, most of them involving crash diets.
Back to being the chubby cheek girl. High school days.
When I reached college, the pressure to become fit tripled. I was already 17, and kids my age have already had tens of boyfriends.
I didn’t even hald a single suitor. Friends called me Princess Buddha; I would
find stickers on my back saying “I am fat”
(I know, so high schoolish, right?!).
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I didn’t even hald a single suitor. Friends called me Princess Buddha; I would
find stickers on my back saying “I am fat”
(I know, so high schoolish, right?!).
]
Mugshots of a college fatty
So begins my most extreme dieting plan to date.
I stuck a picture of girls who taunted me on my ab roller each day,
which I worked on for 10
minutes each side, then 20 for frontal tummy crunches daily; That’s on top of the 1 to 1 ½
hours I spend on the Skywalker and the half hour I spend biking around the neighborhood. I memorized and religiously counted calories in each spoonful I put
on my mouth, so I stayed within my 200 calorie daily limit. There
were times that I grew hungry from taking only diet coke and lettuce or crackers that I
binged, and purposely threw everything up. Combined with occasional tries of
appetite suppressants, the anorexic-bulimic scheme worked wonders. I dropped
from 139 pounds to 99 in just two months.
I stuck a picture of girls who taunted me on my ab roller each day,
which I worked on for 10
minutes each side, then 20 for frontal tummy crunches daily; That’s on top of the 1 to 1 ½
hours I spend on the Skywalker and the half hour I spend biking around the neighborhood. I memorized and religiously counted calories in each spoonful I put
on my mouth, so I stayed within my 200 calorie daily limit. There
were times that I grew hungry from taking only diet coke and lettuce or crackers that I
binged, and purposely threw everything up. Combined with occasional tries of
appetite suppressants, the anorexic-bulimic scheme worked wonders. I dropped
from 139 pounds to 99 in just two months.
But that triumph also came with a price. I was always
frustrated that I can not eat, but when I ate, I became depressed. I wasn’t
content even if my bones stuck out; When I looked at myself in the mirror, I
still saw fat. It was an obscure life filled with secrets.
frustrated that I can not eat, but when I ate, I became depressed. I wasn’t
content even if my bones stuck out; When I looked at myself in the mirror, I
still saw fat. It was an obscure life filled with secrets.
Anorexic-bulimic days in college. 99 pounds.
When I met my husband though, things changed. I didn’t want to simply collapse into thin
air, because I had reason to start living healthy. So I
began to eat normally, and naturally, the weight came back plus more.
air, because I had reason to start living healthy. So I
began to eat normally, and naturally, the weight came back plus more.
From 99 pounds, I became 144 pounds – at only 5’3”. That was
until he proposed 5 years into the relationship. Then I was confronted with the
reality at every soon-to-be-brides face: I have to lose weight for the wedding!
until he proposed 5 years into the relationship. Then I was confronted with the
reality at every soon-to-be-brides face: I have to lose weight for the wedding!
This time though, I made sure that I stuck to a healthier
regimen. I consumed very little carbs and moderate proteins. When I felt hungry in between meals, I
simply took water or coffee. That, coupled with the hands-on wedding planning
stress and activity, zapped 24 pounds off me in four months.
And that’s how I went from this:
regimen. I consumed very little carbs and moderate proteins. When I felt hungry in between meals, I
simply took water or coffee. That, coupled with the hands-on wedding planning
stress and activity, zapped 24 pounds off me in four months.
And that’s how I went from this:
To this:
Compared to previous
diets, the results of this particular plan were more lasting, and my
body didn’t waste away or looked too skinny. It wasn’t rushed, and it gave my body
time to adjust.I found that it was also easier to maintain weight
afterwards, and I was able to go back to eating a normal 1 cup of rice each
meal without gaining back the pounds.
Happy bride. Healthy and living well.
When I got pregnant two years after, though, I gained a whopping 47 pounds – 25 of which went to
the baby, the placenta, edema, and other pregnancy-related weight gain
aggregators, and the rest, well, I told
you, I’m a chocoholic.
the baby, the placenta, edema, and other pregnancy-related weight gain
aggregators, and the rest, well, I told
you, I’m a chocoholic.
8 weeks post-pregnancy, 145 pounds.
Heavy on the hips, with a kangaroo-like tummy pouch.
Heavy on the hips, with a kangaroo-like tummy pouch.
While I did shed the 25 pounds easily two weeks postpartum even
without diet and exercise, losing the excess fat proved to be the difficult
part. Now nearly 2 months after, my weight has been almost stagnant.
Despite the fact that I breastfeed exclusively and do chores, losing weight further has
become quite difficult, as dieting will cause the toxins in my body to be released into the milk and harm my baby and decrease my milk supply as well. Also, as a breastfeeding mother, I need to eat 500 calories more – not less – to aid in lactation.
without diet and exercise, losing the excess fat proved to be the difficult
part. Now nearly 2 months after, my weight has been almost stagnant.
Despite the fact that I breastfeed exclusively and do chores, losing weight further has
become quite difficult, as dieting will cause the toxins in my body to be released into the milk and harm my baby and decrease my milk supply as well. Also, as a breastfeeding mother, I need to eat 500 calories more – not less – to aid in lactation.
So what’s a breastfeeding mother got to do in these times?
This is where I hope Belo steps in.
The newest fat reduction clinic, Belo’s Sexy Solutions offers non-invasive toning, firming and trimming procedures, particularly in the tummy and hip area, where my biggest weight problems lie. These revolutionary treatments are designed to be the complete solution to all weight woes without going under the needle – my preferred mode of treatment.
Being a breastfeeding mom too, I am hoping that with the Sexy Solutions Lipo Diet & Maintenance Diet Plans & training systems, I can work with Belos’ in-house experts on a customized nutrition and fitness plan toward gradual, safe and effective weight loss without sacrificing breastfeeding altogether or compromising my baby’s well-being.
More than vanity, losing weight now is about being able to stay trim and healthy for my daughter. I want to ensure that I’ll be in tip top shape so I have the energy and vitality to run after her when she’s already able to walk, and to look after her and raise her as she grows up from Mommy’s baby girl to a full-grown woman.
Belo, will you my fairy godmother?
