The turning point was when I was having an "Italian date night" at home with my husband and he wanted to make homemade pasta. I was freaking out over the calories and carbs as we went to the grocery store for ingredients and I saw him throwing flour! butter! cheese! into the shopping cart.
When it was time to make it (I was cooking), I intentionally messed it up so that I wouldn't have to eat it.
That night, I went to bed crying over how bad things had gotten. I couldn't even enjoy date nights anymore?
And, I heard God say "this is not what I have for you."
So, the very next day, I decided to gain weight and get healthy again.
But, I didn’t do it in a smart way.
I quit working out & ate over 3000 calories a day….
So ya… I gained weight. A lot of weight.
30 lbs in 4 months kinda weight.
And with no working out, you better believe it wasn’t muscle.
I was the biggest I had ever been in my whole life.
And I felt disgusted about how big I had let myself get
And I felt ugly, fat and miserable.
I desperately wanted to get back to a place where I was more confident in my body without having to be as restrictive as I once was.
I knew there had to be a better way.