Hello there mate! Have you ever heard of something called saddle bag fat or do you have this chunk of fat that hangs off your outer hip area making your ass look wide. Well you’re not alone. Ive had those since I was 15. It started off by giving me a nice hour glass figure when I was 14 but I was CRITICIZED FOR BEING TOO FAT FOR MY AGE!!! Truth be told, I WASNT fat then but I am NOW! sigh!!
Little Flashback, I’ve never actually noticed being stared at but once in high school one of my guy friends teased me and pointed at it and said “Hey what’s that” and I got infuriated. I guess that’s how i actually started to notice girls staring at me. Every pair of eyes 👀 passing by me if looked at me first they’d see my “dumbbells” (that’s what I call them now) and then stare at my face then look back at the my “dumbbells”. Same went for when I go to town. So many stares. I started to hate myself and especially that part of me. It was awful for me as a 15 year old when One kid once literally asked me if he can “touch it”. That’s when I started to stop eating because I viewed myself as flaw-ful and FAT. (I’ll update on my weight loss journey in another blog)
Okay enough of Gloomies. Now fast forward to some discoveries!
Then one day I went to meet my grandma. As she sat beside me, lord have mercy I saw dumbbells!!!! Was it like inherited thing or what? If it were inherited then why doesn’t my sister have it. Well I did some research and found out it can be inherited and is related to high estrogen in some females. The hereditary part gave me such a relief!
It wasn’t my fault I had the saddle bag fat. It isn't your fault either! I named them dumbbells for a more
personal feel and started to make myself accept them.
Fast forward to University- when I was year 3 medical student and as I was rotating in the psychiatry ward my lecturer called me to have some chat. What she told me knocked my confidence and broke my heart. She gestured towards my dumbbells and said “you have to cover them when you’re in the hospital! We don’t want to provoke any patient”
That’s when I had the moment of realization— I got my dumbbells because it’s hereditary and yeah I
kinda loved eating! But if I choose to still have them, that will be doubtlessly my fault. And so I started to diet. Started intermittent fasting, it worked for me but my dumbbells were still there. I was too conscious to enter the gym so my then lovely sister in law gifted me her elliptical workout machine. And I started to workout! I worked out for 5 months and completely stopped eating rice and drank 3L a day and I lost 10kgs!!! From 109kg my highest weight to 98kg. It was wonderful!
But my saddlebags were still there!
I’ll update on my weight loss journey in my next blog! Keep reading ❤️
Let me know if you have saddlebag fats/ dumbbells. How do you feel about them?
Love.. xx on left me in 2017 on right me in 2020
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Little Flashback, I’ve never actually noticed being stared at but once in high school one of my guy friends teased me and pointed at it and said “Hey what’s that” and I got infuriated. I guess that’s how i actually started to notice girls staring at me. Every pair of eyes 👀 passing by me if looked at me first they’d see my “dumbbells” (that’s what I call them now) and then stare at my face then look back at the my “dumbbells”. Same went for when I go to town. So many stares. I started to hate myself and especially that part of me. It was awful for me as a 15 year old when One kid once literally asked me if he can “touch it”. That’s when I started to stop eating because I viewed myself as flaw-ful and FAT. (I’ll update on my weight loss journey in another blog)
Okay enough of Gloomies. Now fast forward to some discoveries!
Then one day I went to meet my grandma. As she sat beside me, lord have mercy I saw dumbbells!!!! Was it like inherited thing or what? If it were inherited then why doesn’t my sister have it. Well I did some research and found out it can be inherited and is related to high estrogen in some females. The hereditary part gave me such a relief!
It wasn’t my fault I had the saddle bag fat. It isn't your fault either! I named them dumbbells for a more
personal feel and started to make myself accept them.
Fast forward to University- when I was year 3 medical student and as I was rotating in the psychiatry ward my lecturer called me to have some chat. What she told me knocked my confidence and broke my heart. She gestured towards my dumbbells and said “you have to cover them when you’re in the hospital! We don’t want to provoke any patient”
That’s when I had the moment of realization— I got my dumbbells because it’s hereditary and yeah I
kinda loved eating! But if I choose to still have them, that will be doubtlessly my fault. And so I started to diet. Started intermittent fasting, it worked for me but my dumbbells were still there. I was too conscious to enter the gym so my then lovely sister in law gifted me her elliptical workout machine. And I started to workout! I worked out for 5 months and completely stopped eating rice and drank 3L a day and I lost 10kgs!!! From 109kg my highest weight to 98kg. It was wonderful!
But my saddlebags were still there!
I’ll update on my weight loss journey in my next blog! Keep reading ❤️
Let me know if you have saddlebag fats/ dumbbells. How do you feel about them?
Love.. xx on left me in 2017 on right me in 2020
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