This is the updated and fifth edition of Size Matters and I had intended to release in 2021 for the 25th anniversary of my initial weight loss. However, with everything else going on in the world it did not seem appropriate to celebrate when people’s minds were fixed on survival in lockdown. Although this serialisation ontains much of the original material in relation to my own personal story, the programme has evolved over the last 25 years.
Although I studied nutritional therapy back in the mid-1990s, I have continued my studies and developed new programmes for healthy eating that are tailor made for the individual rather than a one size fits all. I still believe that the key elements of this basic weight loss programme I will share with you in this updated version works. Even when I work with clients who have arthritis or diabetes, I still approach their programmes from the three dimensions that I outline in this book.
You can read the introduction to the series: HERE
Our physical approach, our mental attitude and our emotions are all factors in how we overcome disease and obesity, and should all be addressed when looking for the right programme that will work for each individual.
Chapter One – Life or Death?
Whatever people might say, size does matter. It matters when you can no longer take a bath because you can’t get out of it unaided. It matters when an entire plane load of passengers hear you ask for an extension for your seat belt. It matters when you are in a restaurant and get stuck in your chair, to the point where you are in danger of taking it with you when you leave. It matters when you are too embarrassed to take off your clothes in front of anyone, including yourself.
A snapshot of where the obesity epidemic in the Western World.
According to a number of reports, there are currently 50,000 + super morbidly obese men and women termed as ‘shut ins’ in the UK alone. They are so obese they are unable to go out of their homes, are usually bedridden and have multiple health issues. Their obesity does not just result in their own catastrophic circumstances. It also has a life-changing impact on their families who have to adopt the role of carers.
In a recent series on the subject, it was interesting to note that one of the causes of their obesity is the food that most of the well-meaning family carers are feeding them. High fat and sugar processed meals several times a day and without activity there is only one result, increased weight. Interestingly in one of the programmes that I watched, the mother whose two daughters were already morbidly obese underwent a stomach reduction. She lost weight in the following months, but it appeared that she was eating the same foods, only less. There seemed to be little nutritional change or education and her daughters did not lose weight alongside her as they were still consuming the same piles of high calorie foods as before.
To me this is a very serious and clear indication that the obesity epidemic is already with us and like a giant oil tanker at sea, will take a great deal of time to stop and reverse. Too little and too late, the governments are making ineffective efforts to halt the alarming trend. And I do understand that it is difficult to know where to start with education of parents and children. This is just one aspect that needs immediate action, since the industrial food manufacturers have a hold on us with their addictive chemical concoctions that are listed in smaller and smaller print on the labels .
My successful attempts to put on weight.
I have always been very successful at is putting on weight. I love food: the taste, the texture and the satisfied feeling at the end of a wonderful meal. My problem has been that I have always enjoyed most things to excess. At certain times in my life I have drunk too much alcohol, smoked too many cigarettes, and by the age of forty-three had eaten myself into a size 30 pair of jeans at a weight of 330 lbs. (150 kg).
The trouble was that being large seemed to fit my personality. At six foot tall, at my top weight, I was almost as big around. People used to say that I could carry the weight and still look smart. I spent a great deal of money on clothes, always looking for that outfit that would make me feel better about my appearance. I mostly wore black or navy-blue, but occasionally I would defiantly buy something white or bright and cheerful for the summer.
To the outside world I appeared to be fat, happy and super-efficient at work. Nobody knew about the tears when I saw myself naked in the mirror, nobody saw me starving myself all day and then raiding the refrigerator late at night, stuffing myself in an eating frenzy. I was someone who cracked jokes at my own expense to make people laugh. They would have been horrified to see the real me, so I kept it hidden.
As far as other people knew, my diet consisted of cereal for breakfast, a salad sandwich for lunch, and chicken and vegetables at night. That was actually true. What was equally true was that I consumed vast quantities of food in secret. On the way to work there would be a stop at the drive-through for two breakfast rolls. There would be at least five chocolate bars throughout the day, fried ham-and-cheese sandwiches, a tub of rich ice cream and a takeaway most week-nights. I was in control of many parts of my life, such as my job and my relationships, but I was out of control with regard to my own body and my eating habits.
Then the nosebleeds started. Sitting in a meeting or watching television, I would suddenly feel the blood seeping from my nose. I had enough common sense to know that I was in serious trouble and, although I tried to ignore the signs that my body was failing, deep inside I knew things could not go on much longer.
The crunch came when I went home to Portsmouth for my parents’ fifty-fifth wedding anniversary. My father, who was nearly eighty and suffering from both cancer and a blood disorder, looked healthier than I did. I sat bolt upright in the only chair in the room, since getting onto and then off a sofa was beyond me at this point. I was wearing an expensive new outfit, which, on reflection, resembled a brightly coloured circus tent covering me from head to toe. My mother and father had prepared a beautiful buffet lunch. I visited the table two or three times and was aware of a number of pairs of eyes watching the amount of food I put onto my plate. I am sure that my mother was more than a little concerned about her elegant little chair, which creaked every time I sat down.
Later that day, as I drove along the motorway on my return to London where we were living at the time, I suddenly began to cry. Luckily there was a service station nearby and, pulling into an isolated part of the car park, I cried my eyes out. I honestly believed that my life was over. I blamed everything and everyone, hating myself and, for the first time in my life, contemplating suicide. At that point, I was not even considering how much pain I would cause my husband, who has loved and supported me always, or my family. I did not value my lovely home or have any belief in a compelling future. All I could see was a fat, middle-aged woman with a bloated face and an awful sense of failure.
Eventually I got back on the road again but when I got home that evening it was to any empty house as my husband was away in America on business. Most of the night I spent wallowing in self-pity, grieving for what I felt was missing in my life. Thankfully, I did nothing to hurt myself further. I say ‘further’ because I already had several years of self-destructive overeating behind me. And that is the point. I was responsible for what I put in my mouth. At this point I laid the blame squarely at my own door and it was only later on my search for answers did I discover that other factors should also shoulder some of the burden.
That day was one of the lowest points in my life. I was a forty-two year-old, morbidly obese woman with a very limited future unless I could dig myself out of this massive hole I had dug myself.
Today I am sixty-nine and at a healthy weight and without the need for medication for any of the usual middle-aged or obesity related health conditions. For the last twenty-seven years I have continued to study and research obesity and work with others to help them unlock the doors that held me prisoner for most of my adult life.
Working with others has also kept me focused in a way that I might not have been otherwise.
However I am not perfect, and there have been times over the years when stress, one of my triggers, has nearly brought me back to the brink again. Thankfully I now have the mental and emotional tools to be able to pull back from going over the edge, but the process is ongoing.
As others who have lost very large amounts of weight have found, it is easy to slip back into bad habits, and it takes willpower and determination to keep the pounds off. It does not help that effort, when the foods that some of us crave with high fat and sugar content, are everywhere and available night and day if we need them.
At 330lbs, my dietary history was littered with fad and starvation diets that resulted in rebounding weight every time. When I reached rock bottom and felt completely powerless, I knew that if I went on another crash diet, I would just end up putting on more weight than ever. I needed to learn why this was so. I had to learn, and learn fast, what it was that compelled me to eat and eat, when I had so much else of value in my life.
There was something fundamentally wrong with the way I had approached my weight problem. I wasn’t sure if it was physical, mental or emotional, but I had to find out and fix it.
I had a very powerful incentive. I had to save my life.
©sally cronin Just Food for Health 1998 – 2022
Next time… the long journey to regaining my health begins.
A little bit about me nutritionally. .
About Sally Cronin
I am a qualified nutritional therapist with twenty-four years experience working with clients in Ireland and the UK as well as being a health consultant on radio in Spain.
Although I write a lot of fiction, I actually wrote my first two books on health, the first one, Size Matters, a weight loss programme 21 years ago, based on my own weight loss of 154lbs. My first clinic was in Ireland, the Cronin Diet Advisory Centre and my second book, Just Food for Health was written as my client’s workbook. Since then I have written a men’s health manual, and anti-aging programme, articles for magazines, radio programmes and posts here on Smorgasbord.
You can buy my books from: Amazon US – and: Amazon UK – Follow me :Goodreads – Twitter: @sgc58 – Facebook: Sally Cronin – LinkedIn: Sally Cronin
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Thanx, Sally…busy day today Sunday Lunch round one of the daughters and then out for birthday meal with our grandson…I’m going to need all my willpower when I get home as I’m sure I have put on a few pounds already …I just miss my chillies…xx
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lol.. you have waited so long to be with all the family in the UK Carol and a few extra pounds is worth it to have such a lovely time with them all.. It will come off again once you go home to chillies and all the activity..♥
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I know it will Sally I’m not worried and some things I craved I no longer do which is great… That doesn’t include fudge though … 😂 xx
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lol..xxx
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A sobering post, Sally on how easy it is to eat the wrong food and how difficult it is to stop…it can of course be done as we know but the will to do so has to be there…Well Done, Sally for baring your soul and your personal journey…Hugs xx
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Thanks Carol.. it was self inflicted but like a runaway train it is hard to stop…♥
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I know been there and got the t/shirt…Lol….have put a link in Monday Musings…xx
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Thanks Carol.. and your posts are in the round up later today….enjoy the weekend..♥
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This both breaks my heart and warms my heart, Sally. It breaks my heart because it hurts to understand the anguish you went through, but it warms my heart because you found the strength to overcome your circumstances and the courage to share your journey with others.
It saddens me that SO many people are morbidly obese and that we, as a society, look the other way instead of helping to educate them on healthier ways to eat. What really burns me is when I see morbidly obese children because they will have a lifelong struggle, and it isn’t even their fault. 😥
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I agree entirely Yvette these days it is a double edged sword with more fast food and less activity. I am not sure what it will take to change the tide as I know from experience that it is much easier to look away even when you are obese than to face reality.. ♥
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HI Sally, even though I’ve known you as a blogger for five years and you have written many times about being obese, it always feels as if you are writing about someone else. It is difficult for me to imagine you overweight because you appear so disciplined about life. I am sure this series is very inspiring to overweight people and a good reminder to slimmer people not to let things slip.
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Thanks very much Robbie. I had two modes too thin and too fat. My body didn’t stand a chance. The last 26 years have been a challenge but worth it.. hugsx
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I found that account rawly honest and profoundly moving, Sally. Thanks for sharing it with us – it gives so much impetus to the message that you’re putting across. You’ve started me on the road to a healthier lifestyle and these posts are enough to keep me on track. Bless you. ♥♥
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Thank you very much Alex.. I would never wish my experience on anyone. It was not just the physical weight that was lifted off my shoulders but the emotional and mental baggage too.. ♥♥
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Sal, I love your raw honesty, bearing all of yourself to the world. I know so many can identify with your strife. I was never that big, but I struggled a lot in my teen years and no that feeling of doom and self hatred. Look at us now! This is for you. ; ; ; ❤ xoxo
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Thanks Debby. I don’t subscribe to the ‘starved’ look that the celebrities promote as that is as harmful as being obese on health and mind, but I look at the younger generation who are in the prime of their lives and burdened by an issue that is not only unhealthy but is limiting what they can do in so many ways. ♥♥
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With you on that Sal ❤ xx
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OH… Sally! I cried through much of this post. I’m so glad you found it within yourself to lose the weight. My revelation came in 2012 when I weight 225 lbs. I’m 5’7′ and couldn’t stop overeating. Like you, I love food and the comfort it brings. I started going to Weight Watchers meetings and literally had to starve myself to get the weight to come off. I lost 65-70 lbs. I felt good, but I couldn’t keep the weight totally off. Now, I’ve gained about 20 lbs back, have lost 10 and am struggling to lose that last ten pounds. Your story gives me courage to push through this stage. Thanks for sharing and always know you are loved. ❤
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Thanks Colleen and I do feel for you as you try to find the balance. Life is for living and when you love good food it is very hard to do without it completely. But you are still 55lbs lighter than you were and that is a great achievement… happy to help in any way I can… ♥♥
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That is so very true, Sally. I have some health issues that come into play. You know, genetics affects us more as we get older. I still eat clean food. I do indulge in a mixed cocktail here and there, but even that is at a minimum. I also have been spending time noticing if I’m really hungry or just bored, or thirsty. I have some fasting blood tests coming up towards the end of the month. I’ll keep you posted. Thanks for sharing your journey. It really helps. ❤
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So sorry you went through all this, but how wonderful that you had the compassion and love for yourself that allowed you to take control of your life! 💕
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Thanks Dorothy… thankfully saw the writing on the wall..♥♥
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And now you share so much with all of us!
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Reblogged this on Pattys World.
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Thanks for sharing Patty…hugsx
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Thank you for sharing your story, Sally. It’s sad, but you succeeded, and that makes it joyful.
Looking forward to next time.
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Thanks very much Viv.. a much needed wake up call…hugsx
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Your book is doing a very good work, as your life is the best evidence for the possibility changing our behaviour in nuturing, Sally! This posting is very heartbreaking, but we know you made it, the best way. hugsx Michael
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Thanks Michael.. I hope that anyone who finds themselves in that situation will take hope that it can be reversed..hugsx
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Let’s hope so, Sally! You are the best role model. For most people it can be hard staying aways from industrial processed food. They have to learn from the scratch. xx Michael
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Thanks very much Michael..I am afraid cheap food comes at a price.. and the body has to pay hugsxx
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thanks for sharing Michael..hugsx
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You are welcome, Sally! Thanks for the information. xx Michael
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You persevered and are inspiring others by sharing your story. It takes so much work to take it off and practically no effort to put on the weight.
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Thanks Pete.. and you are so right.. it seems it waits in the wings until you are off guard…xxx
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A very sad chapter, Sally. But I know where it’s heading! I’m also always amazed at how easy it is to put it on and how hard it is take off. Toni x
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Something we all experience Toni and part of that is a self defence mechanism of our bodies especially in this diet obsessed world we live in where women in particular and now more teenagers are trying to starve their body into submission… It doesn’t help that surgery enhanced ‘celebrities’ are the role models of the young…♥
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So true, Sally😢❤️
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I’m glad you published the new edition, Sally. We got together with friends yesterday. The wife said her babysitter was vegetarian. She seems to eat healthy meals, but she loves cookies and donuts and cakes. She’s overweight from the sweet regardless of what she eats for meals. I’m glad you shared your success story. 😍☺️
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Thanks very much Miriam… Oh dear. So sad to hear as that cannot be good for her health in the long term. Trouble is as they say, I feel I am preaching to the converted, as most people reading this blog work hard to eat the right foods..♥
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You’re welcome, Sally. You never know. Some people may be thinking about converting, or some people are borderline, and benefit from your book. 😍💖
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That would be lovely Miriam..♥
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Those people are out there, Sally. ❤
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This is just heartbreaking, Sally.
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At least I saw sense at last Liz and it does prove that you can make a difference even in middle age… I have had clients in their 70s and 80s who have lost weight and found improvement to some lifestyle related issues such as blood sugar levels and blood pressure, so it is never too late.. xxx
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Yes, we’re all glad you saw sense, Sally!
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Bless you Liz thank you ♥
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You’re welcome, Sally.
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