I’m 39, the fittest, healthiest & thinnest I’ve ever been & I’m loving life.
Consideration- before I get into my story, I would like to recognise that I do realise I’m not the only one with health challenges, lots will be worse than mine, and will have a different ending. I have chosen to write about mine as its’ had a significant impact on my world. I’ve seen people be diagnosed and recover from cancer (so amazing) in under half the time I’ve been ill, at 7 years in, I feel there is significance in my story and the medical system treating it.
I work full time in Melbourne, live on the sunny Mornington Peninsula & train 4-5 times a week in my most recent love- BOXING. I’ve found my thing & absolutely love it. Then suddenly, almost like BANG! Something happens, which turns out to be my biggest nightmare, a 7 year nightmare, so much longer than I ever expect it to be and in fact at the time of publishing this is still ongoing, I’m about to turn 47!
My whole world begins the course of being turned upside down & In the first 2 years, I can’t find anyone or anything to stop it.
Now, to share this journey with you we have to go back ←
18 Months Earlier – 37 years young
I’m carrying extra kilos and because of this was always watching what I was eating and conscious of calories. I never really ever succeeded either when I went on a diet or exercised. My efforts never seemed to match my hard work or get the results everyone else achieved.
12 months earlier I suffered toxic mould exposure from the brand new apartment I was renting, yep……. a brand new apartment. How can that happen I hear you ask? Well it was a 2 storey apartment, the 2nd level had a balcony outdoor area, which was concrete, all sounds ok so far right?
Well it turns out the concrete was never sealed ie: waterproofed, as originally it was going to be tiled, but that never happened.
Concrete is not waterproof, in fact, it’s porous so the water from rain in the 4 years I lived there slowly but surely was seeping into the roofline of the level below, which was my bedroom.
Unbeknown to me mould was forming in the internal walls. Which meant I was breathing in microscopic mould spores for 8 hours every night, which made me very ill and the apartment “not fit for living” for over 2 years after I vacated it.
Toxic mould illness is a real thing, even though I’d never heard of it at the time. Western Doctors didn’t recognise it in Australia at this time and didn’t believe it caused ill health effects. This was a very different case in other parts of the world where actress Brittany Murphy’s death was re-opened and found to be toxic mould not a drug overdose.
Lucky for me I had a good Naturopath who did recognise mould as a health risk, in fact she told me I was sick due to mold before I knew I had mould, and at her advice, I was to avoid all chemicals & toxins, particularly from food.
This was to give my system a rest so it had nothing extra to deal with. This meant I couldn’t eat anything from a packet, box, tin, container or jar. Fresh fruits, vegetables & protein, that’s what I was to have.
Now that fits most healthy living plans in todays world, but a decade ago not so much the case. Mold Illness was not recognised by Australian Doctors at this time, so I was under the care of a Naturopath, luckily for me a great one.
You can see below the mold in all its glory, which I didn’t see for a long time. I could smell it often but never find anything.
I actually thought a bird had flown in and died but then the smell would completely disappear. Who walks into their wardrobe and looks at the roof? You can imagine my shock when I saw this.
I only looked up when water was dripping in during heavy rain and had saturated my clothes. The water also shorted out the power once, it was dripping through the downlights!
This starts me on the road to being the fittest, thinnest & healthiest I’ve ever been. I loose 12kg without even lifting my leg 🙂 I’m amazed, thrilled, this has never happened before when I’ve been dieting. I wasn’t even following a “plan” or counting calories!
Using common sense & eating what I considered “healthy meals” was working, I was looking & feeling good ♥
I then decide to incorporate some exercise, I start with Zumba classes once per week, which killed me, and shortly after, I decided it was time to add something else into the mix and I chose boxing.
I can remember telling my best friend at the time & she said “I’m coming with you”, & there it was, boxing, here we come.
I fell in love with boxing, one of the hardest sports I’ve done as far as fitness goes but I love it & to my surprise, I end up quite good at it.
I go from my dad saying “you couldn’t knock out a fly” to one of besties who is a Personal Trainer, saying “you could break someone’s jaw”. Not that I was going to, I’m using this in context to show how fit and strong I had become.
Not long after I’ve lost a total of 21kg – my reward for all the hard work & consistency I’ve put in for 18 months.
Determination, will & consistency, I was good at, three key traits of success….. I had it nailed, & found it relatively easy, I guess because I loved it. My hard work had paid off, time to reap the rewards 🙂
I felt liberated and free and are completely healed from the toxic mould… or am I?
My food choices & boxing sessions are now part of my daily activities. If only I’d found boxing earlier, this was obviously the missing link to my previous efforts?
I’m loving life including my new “figure” and I’m proud of what I’ve achieved and how focused I’ve been, BUT……
I have no idea what’s about to unfold.