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Hey all! So, I started my journey a little over 7 months ago. Started with calorie counting, then incorporated IF, and then cardio (shoutout to r/c25k ). But, I’ve been kind of all over the place. My deficits weren’t consistent, I still ate like crap, my IF windows were all over the place, and I didn’t understand how/when my body retained water which led to a lot of disappointment. This led to some pretty fast weight gain in the beginning, a solid 1.5 month plateau, and some pretty unhealthy relationships with food at times.
But not anymore! I’ve got my OMAD locked in to the point where I rarely feel anything more than mild hunger. I’m eating super clean. My tracking is on point. I don’t have to actively restrain myself when food is offered to me (and I work in a restaurant so that happens more times than I can count in a week). I know when I’m going to retain water and when I’m not. My cardio is through the roof. I’m the healthiest I’ve ever been, physically and mentally. I’m only 20lbs away from my goal weight and I feel like I can almost auto pilot until I get there.
I don’t usually like to brag on myself, but hot damn I’m excited and I wanted to share. Hope y’all have a great day and keep on fighting the good the fight.
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I have always been fat. I gained a lot of weight when I was 8 after a lot of childhood trauma and have hid behind it my entire life.
I am now 28 and happily married, still very fat (I hover between 360s and 400lbs). I have half-ass attempted to lose weight but life got hard for a while and I quit all the healthy habits I had built up.
I'm at the point now where life is okay, I'm working on a lot of my emotional/mental issues and I also want to work on my physical issues. My body HURTS, I am ALWAYS tired, and I just want to FEEL better. The biggest motivation for me though? Seeing what I'm doing to my husband. When we met he was probably 140, 150lbs. Now he's over 200. I see the weight in his face and I wonder...am I doing this? Is he adopting my bad behaviours? I don't find him any less attractive but I know that if he saw me pushing to make changes, he'd probably want to as well.
I just literally...have no idea where to start. I have some (physical & non physical)disabilities and that makes straight up normal exercise HARD. I also live in a very hot and humid environment and am susceptible to heat stroke so indoor (at home preferably) is a must. I have a recumbent exercise bike but the last time I used it I suspect I pushed myself too far (couldn't walk the next day and vomited a lot throughout the night). So really...I'm just fucking stupid to how my body works and my limits and I am NOT good at ~reading my own body.
I already plan on cutting out all excess sugar/sweets and cutting way back on carbs and introducing more veggies and overall just eating LESS and on a schedule (I binge between meals) I really don't want to do calorie counting, I did that in high school and it honestly consumed me. I don't mind a general estimates but the whole "this meal has xxx calories so I have to do xxx amount of exercise to work it off" is not a healthy method for me. How do I figure out how much water I need to be drinking? How do I figure out a good amount of exercise and how often should I be exercising? Should I start out giving my body breaks in between or do I need to push through the miserable until I get used to it? Where do I learn all of these things? It's overwhelming and I really don't want to just put it off and end up not doing it because I don't know where to start.
I’ve been running on the treadmill to lose weight, but I really wasn’t loosing much. Then I cheered on my friend who completed a half iron man. He’s in the best shape of his life and I don’t want to do triathlons but I just want a little taste of that life so much. Not just for weight loss but the comradery, everyone wanted everyone to make it. ...And also how impressed I was by everyone’s bodies. All sorts of bodies and shapes and ages and abilities but they all looked fit and they all were accomplishing something special to them. So I know that’s never going to happen on the treadmill, it’s just not the same as hitting the pavement physically or mentally. So I started a running/fitness schedule and I joined a run club because I’ve started up and eventually quit running so many times I need some accountability, from real people not just from myself. I was so nervous about run club. They were all so fit, they all looked so good, they do this every week, for fun! I could barely get work done the day leading up to it thinking about how bad I was going to be I ran 2 miles straight with them, I pushed hard...and tasted blood. I was absolutely dying and then walked the rest. And you know what? The run club was just happy I joined and came out. They all said it’s ok and I’ll improve. We all had a beer and they all told me about their worst day running Two days later instead of giving up I went for a jog again, same distance, just 2 miles. I felt not just better, but good. I don’t know when the last time I felt truly good from exercising was. Certainly never on the treadmill. I don’t weigh myself anymore, I threw out my scale a while ago, so I don’t know if I’m “losing it” yet, I’m still on this journey, but I wanted to say to anyone that sometimes it’s also about “gaining it” too, maybe the “it” I need is to fail a little bit so that I can succeed later when I earn it, instead of just maintaining like I was on the treadmill by myself I signed up for a half marathon in spring so there’s no going back now. Wish me luck. I’m gonna need it.
I’ve noticed a lot of younger people on here asking how to lose weight Quickly, saying they cut their calories so extremely, I know you’ve all heard it before but please, please be careful about how you lose weight. About 2 and a half years ago I lost 70 pounds in a little under 6 months. All I did was cut my calories, I thought it would be fine only eating 300 calories a day. I developed an eating disorder shortly after. I now can’t eat unless I smoke about 3 bowls by myself. When I can’t smoke, I’m unable to eat. The longest I’ve gone is 12 days without eating. I try but even just the smallest amount of food makes me throw up instantly or the minute it hits my stomach, I throw up. Starving yourself is not worth it. I constantly pass out if I move too quickly, I’m extremely cold all the time, my whole body constantly aches. I’m trying to gain some weight back but I have extreme body dysmorphia, so it’s hard for me to not see myself as obese. I wear a 00 I know I’m not obese, but that’s all I see. I guess I say all this to say please, if you’ve trying to lose weight please do it the healthy way. It hurts so much to see these young kids going through what I did, and hoping they don’t have the same outcome.
Just looking for some motivation and to hear some stories! Did you know your day one was your day one?
I’ve been feeling like my day one happens everyday since classes started up again. I have become so sedentary and defending my weight and body for so long, that the walk from my car to my building for class feels dreadful. But it’s not actually dreadful. I can easily walk to the class, walk up the flights of stairs, even more so when I have music playing. But the issue lies within my head during those short walks or those flights of stairs. “Your pants rubbing together are so loud. You have such a lead foot. Everyone is staring at you.” Your basic intrusive thoughts.
I’ve even caught myself so desperate to avoid being... perceived?, lmao, that I sometimes will skip a class just to avoid being looked at. And when I get home and realize those thoughts, that’s when the beautiful idea of “day one” enters my head, rarely ever followed by a day two or any forward progress.
So, just for some positivity and motivation, what was your day one? Did you even realize it when it was happening?
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Some quick stats: 22yr old 5ft female SW: 175/180 CW:140 UGW: 120
Weighed in yesterday at 140lbs! I'm a recent college grad and current grad student so I'm very happy I've been able to hit this milestone with everything going on. I started this journey around the start of February at 175/180lbs so I've lost 35lbs so far. Most of the weight loss was fueled by cooking my own meals and CICO, along with exercise. Looking back, most of the weight gain came from dining hall food (impossible to count calories when you're not cooking your own food and not at a place with calorie counts) as well as some relationship weight and just the college lifestyle in general. Still have 20lbs to go but happy I’m rid of the bulk of the weight.
Though now that I'm a broke grad student, I don't have the money for a gym (that's a lot of grocery money) so I started walking more on campus rather than taking the campus shuttle. And after seeing keto mentioned so much on here and other forums I'm in, I decided to start transitioning towards it. For the past 2-4 weeks, I've lowered my carb intake. Haven't been eating carbs with meals but I do sometimes have carbs in snacks. Honestly after counting my net carbs (since keto is <50) and realizing how the carbs in everyday foods add up, I'm not sure if I'll still try to go full keto but I do enjoy being low carb. I feel that it's definitely part of what's driven my weight loss the past 2 months (9lbs!) and I feel like I have more energy when I have less carbs. Following keto recipe blogs on insta has definitely inspired me to try fun new recipes and stay low carb. And my Fitbit helps me a lot with CICO and staying accountable cuz if I have a bad week, I can look back at how well (or not so well) I ate that week. Lurking on forums and posting once I’ve hit a milestone also helps me stay motivated as well.
What motivated me to finally lose the weight was the desire to finally have a body I could actually be happy with, make sure I don't become a diabetic, increase my dating pool (I was single for the first time in 2 years), and lose weight so that I'd have a better chance to qualify for a breast reduction.
Definitely starting to be happier with my body, though I still see the fat there and know I’ll be happier once I have a flat tummy and less fat rolls on my back. Some downsides have been my boobs getting saggier as I lose the weight (went from a 38G to a 38DDD/E). So they’re def still too big for my frame but look a little better in clothing. Another downside is clothing getting looser not that soon after I buy it since I’m actively losing weight. Trying to balance wanting to look cute without spending too much on clothes that might be too baggy after I lose 20lbs.
There’s little things that show me I’ve gotten healthier. First was the lightening of my neck. For many POC, you can develop “dark neck” (Acanthosis nigricans) once you enter pre-diabetes territory. About 10-15lbs ago, I noticed my neck was getting lighter, which was a relief. Then about 5lbs after that, I also noticed a light line on my neck cuz the skin wasn’t folded over like it had been in years so it was finally able to see the world😂 Last week, I also noticed that my dimples have come back. Forgot I even had dimples since I’ve been overweight for most of college and they disappeared soon after I started. Also noticed my collarbones and wristbands starting to show like they used to. Of course there’s the big things too, like not getting out of breath when walking up hills on campus. That’s a pretty good feeling.
For anyone on the start of your journey, I encourage you to keep pushing! It won’t be easy and I tried losing weight a lot of times before this. But this time was different because I actually stuck with it long enough to see results. I think we get pretty discouraged when we don’t see results right away but weight that takes years to put on is usually going to take at least 6 months to get off. And it’ll all be worth it in the end
Progress pic I took yesterday https://imgur.com/46CpDwx
I started my weight loss journey in May of this year weighing 230lbs at 5”5. It’s now almost October and I weigh 211. I started out with a mix of intermittent fasting and a calorie restriction of 1200 calories a day, but now I’ve loosened up and let myself have 1500 a day. My face has dropped a lot of weight and I look a lot better, but I still have a long way to go! I’m aiming for 130-140 but I’m honestly just looking for less body fat and to look better. I’m transgender and am going to be starting hormones next year so I’m not quite sure how it is going to effect my weight loss, but here is towards the next 20!
So I did what the title says I did.
I’ve got acne.
I’m clinically depressed.
I feel pretty sometimes, but mostly I feel uncomfortable in my own skin.
I’m unhealthy.
I’ve let myself go.
I’m unmotivated.
I’m lethargic.
I’m deeply unhappy.
They might be a size S but they’re sweatpants and they’re too tight.
Let me clarify, they are basically thick leggings.
I’m exactly 180lbs with a wireless bra on, according to my scale... and I just pooped.
I. Have. To. Do. Better.
So starting today I’m feeling the burn 5/7 days a week and I’m eating more greens and I CAN FUCKING DO THIS so I’m gonna fucking do this.
I’m
Today I took my best friend, my housemate, and the only woman I have ever loved (all the same woman) to the airport so she could fly from the UK to the US so she could start her new life with her new wife. And it made me sad, and so I ate to cheer myself up. I don’t know exactly how much I weigh, but it’s too damn much.
I want a new start, I want to become the best version of me that I can possibly be, I want to be healthy. I know that I’m not going to be able to turn everting around overnight, but I’m still going to start turning, and in time I’ll turn it around.
Tomorrow I’ll start using my rowing machine daily. I’ll do what I can to close my activity rings on my watch. I’ll cut back on carbs and processed food. It’s going to be hard, and slow, but seeing you all do so well and be so supportive is going to help me get through this, and one day I’ll be the best version of me that I can possibly be.
Thank you all for being so inspirational, and loving, and supportive.
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Creating a different approach to weight loss.
"This is so exciting :D Starting my journey today! Away with these man boobs of mine... there's nothing wrong with having man boobs but they were a wake-up call for me. I have a family to take care of and these man boobs are gettings in the way. It's nice to find that I'm not alone in this adventure!" this is me starting today.
I want to make this journey I'm beginning something fun! I don't want to come out as naive, in fact, this is my 3rd attempt at trying to lose my weight and get it to a steady and healthy place. That being said, this time I want to make myself laugh, I want to make myself motivated, I want to make others feel that way. I want to make myself better and capable of facing the world to the best of my ability. And then, when I am ready and healthy I can start my mission to help others. I read somewhere that we cannot help others without helping ourselves first.
I never tried to journal my attempts, but I think this is going to be fun and a new approach for me to weight loss. It's always nicer when you are surrounded by other people that can support and motivate your attempts at life.
I hope I don't LOSE IT... :P (get it?)
I work late retail shifts (1pm to 9pm on weekdays) and my coworkers think I’m crazy for packing up and heading to the gym in as soon as work ends, but honestly it’s the best.
My gym is 24hrs and weekday nights are the quietest time. It’s easy getting to the equipment I want to use. I have the space to mostly myself if I want to try something new without feeling silly. The atmosphere is more chill and you can hear the gym music better without a ton of noise from the machines and people talking.
Best of all, I can jump right into the showers after my work out, clean off and change into a fresh shirt and the tracksuit bottoms I use to sleep, so I’m PRETTY MUCH pajamaed-up and ready to kick back into bed soon as I get home around 11pm. (I normally work out 30-60min and the rest is commuting and shower time). BEST FEELING EVER.
I’m a late riser and a night owl naturally anyway, so it works super for me. Who else is in the late-night workout club? Are you working out tonight? (Whenever “tonight” is in your timezone. It’s 23:30 here and I just finished up and am about to jump into a warm shower).
Hi,
I've been overweight ever since I was 8 and a week ago I started going to the gym on a daily basis for around 1 hour each day.
Right now i'm at 340 lbs (23y/o M) and I mostly do cardio for 45 to 60 minutes and that's it. I'm not sure if I should be doing something other than that as I don't know much about this whole thing.
I would like to know if I'm doing the right thing by doing cardio for a whole hour and nothing else or if I should be doing some other stuff and if yes which ones ? I also tend to skip 1 meal each day, sometimes lunch sometimes dinner for no particular reason, I just don't feel hungry due to the fact that I'm under vyvanse for my ADHD. which is why I started looking at protein shakes, I'm not sure if they're a good idea when trying to lose weight and if they are which one should I take and how many times a day ? there's so many brands and different ones that I don't know what to look for.
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I’m 22 years old a guy currently 281 standing at 5’7. I lost weight once when I was 13 I lost 45 pounds was pretty fit all through high school but I was gaining over the course of 4 years I’m now this weight at 22. I don’t really know how to solve my problem. I’m satiated at 3,000 cals a day but that’s way overeating my maintenance cals is 2,657 calories a day. My thing is am always hungry even at those calories? How do I feel full enough to sleep tbh I honestly want to cut to 1,800 calories I want to lose the weight in a healthy way. I can’t sleep from how hungry I am at night but yeah this is my situation any ideas would be good. Thanks guys I just want to lose the weight in a healthy way where I can be happy and healthy and get to sleep each night.
Hi everyone,
I’ve had a lot of issues with my weight for my whole life and I’ve decided it’s gotten way too bad that I need to be serious about it.
I’ve made a routine and will be incorporating the gym into my working day - going straight after work every day even if it’s just to walk on the treadmill some days.
I don’t really know what to do at the gym, I used to just do treadmill (couchto5k), the cross trainer and rowing. So any ideas on where I can start now?
I’m also going back to doing OMAD. Is it ok if I go to the gym on an empty stomach and eat when I get home?
I just need a way to make this a routine and keep myself accountable. Any methods that have worked for you?
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I posted this here because I'm literally scared right now, as I'm typing this. I have bad anxiety and I thought instead of posting to one of the other 1928283 fitness subs I'd post here where a broader demographic would see it maybe.
Ok so my family has struggled with weight..a lot. I have 2 younger siblings and both are chubby. The last time I went to the doctor in the spring I had a BMI of 25.8, which is very close to 24.9 (the cutoff point of healthy bmi for my age and height) so I was already on the right track.
I've been jogging since the last week of august. School started in Sept. The 1st week of jogging, I went every day. I stop between laps and take water and I can therefore get more laps. I eat way healthier and I've lost inches, my clothes are getting loose, I generally feel better (I have bad anxiety but it is kind of better now) and I am looking better and feeling confident.
Once school started I gradually didnt jog as much, naturally. This past week I got 2 days and then I went out dancing with friends for hours so that's also exercise. I power walk/jog to get to places instead of getting a ride or walking slowly. But I still feel active and I eat really healthy and my waist has still stayed at the decreased size.
Today my mother says that I shouldn't jog as much and I should go back to power walking (I started power walking this summer before jogging). Her logic is that there are so many of my friends and her friends, and herself, who also did high intensity exercise like dance and weights and now they've stopped and gained back so much of the weight. She says once I start working as an adult I wont have time and I'll be gaining weight. Also there are many accounts of that happening. I told her its probably because they eat as much as they did before exercise and it doesnt work anymore. Online there is proof and research, and she also says its gonna be winter so I should do an exercise that's sustainable like jumping Jack's or power walking because if you stop power walking you apparently wont gain too much back. The jumping jacks I'm fine with as I do it to warm up, I'm gonna do them for like 45min instead of jogging if it's too cold.
I love jogging though. I get an hour to myself and I listen to music or take out my earbuds and just hear my breaths and the wind and the birds. Exercise is a lifetime commitment, I'm sure I'll have time to jog 45min 2x each week as an adult, right?
My question is how do I make jogging sustainable? How do I not gain back so much weight? My mom is really scaring me and I dont want to give up something that I love and has made me so much healthier, but she has experienced the same thing so I want to find out how to avoid that.
Tl;dr She says I should figure out how to "balance out" jogging and make it sustainable so I wont gain it back as an adult. How do I do that? How do I give up smth I love so much and it's so successful for me and I'm healthier?
Hi loseit!
I've been a lurker for a long time. I've never actually posted before, but after I spent the evening with my mom I just had to share how great I feel!
Some background: I'm 29F, 5'3", currently 226 pounds. Like so many other people, I've always been overweight. Sometime around third grade I started gaining and I eventually reached my heaviest at 266 pounds in April of this year, which is when I decided I couldn't continue pigging out on take out and munchies.
My mom has always been either underweight or a healthy weight. I remember her giving me lectures about my weight when I was a preteen, and all those lectures did was make me feel horrible. My mom and I have always been close, don't get me wrong, and when I was an adult I found out a lot of those lectures stemmed from family pressure by one of my aunts. My mom's never been one to really compliment me on how I look until I was an adult, and I always took her compliments with a grain of salt. (I mean, she's 5'4" and fluctuates around 115-120. Why would she compliment me when I was twice her size?)
Well today, I was visiting her, we were standing and talking when she suddenly just stopped and was just staring in shock. When I asked her what was wrong, she said "I just noticed, you've lost so much weight!! You can really tell!" I've never felt happier! This was the first time someone other than my partner has noticed my weight loss and said something! And I really needed it this month, as I had a bad couple of weeks struggling with binge eating (which I'm starting to get a handle on I think). It just gave me the motivation to really continue on my journey!
That's really all I had to say! I was just so happy lol I'm excited to start going to the gym soon (I'm buying a membership this week on payday), but I'm also nervous to go into the gym to workout. If anyone has tips to get past the anxiety, I'd appreciate it!
How does exercising while in a calorie deficit affect your body?
Will your body burn more fat in order to fully repair the damaged muscles or will it do minimal repairs (maybe even leave muscles damaged?) in order to conserve energy?
I’ve been going to the gym while eating a calorie deficit because I want to have a less body fat and more muscle (don’t we all).
However, now I’m wondering if I’m doing my body more harm than good by exercising on top of the deficit. I know that people trying to build muscle eat even more than maintenance, so I now i’m worrying that eating less than maintenance will have some kind of negative effect on my muscles.
I’m aware this might sound like an excuse, but I’m actually really loving the going to the gym (yay!) but I don’t want to accidentally do myself harm.
Thanks guys!
I just got back from a run. My normal run Is about 1-1.5 miles, and for a long time I had to take walking breaks every minute or two. The last couple of times though, I have successfully done it without stopping. It was like a switch I flipped in my brain. I realized it wasn't my body that couldn't do it, it was my mind.
We'll just a little bit ago, I decided to take that same run. But about a mile in, where I usually turn towards back home, my brain said "no, let's keep going, you can do it." And so I didn't make the turn. This decision more than doubled my run distance, and I knew it from the start.
I had some thoughts of "you're not going to be able to make it," and so forth, but every time I had those thoughts, I'd bring myself back to the moment, and remind myself that's not me saying that, that is my ego. If it's not loving, it's not me.
I started experiencing a shift in thought. "If you can complete this, you can do a lot more than you thought you were capable of." I realized that this run challenge was starting to mean a lot more than just the run. I am also in the beginnings of running an online business which has slowly started to produce income, and I told myself "if you can succeed in this challenge, you can succeed in that one too."
At the end of the run, I started setting myself little goals, as I was getting to the point where I REALLY wanted to start walking. I set a goal to be to the next house, then the next street, and then home, all progressively farther than the last. I started thinking about which goal I would set next before I even finished the first one, but then came back to the moment and told myself "no, focus on right here right now."
I ended running 3.25 miles. I know this isn't an insane amount, but for me it was a huge accomplishment physically and mentally.
Thank you guys for letting me have a place to share these things :)
TL;DR: Went on a run and decided to challenge myself, was amazed at what my mind and body are capable of.
Starting weight: 400 lbs. Current weight: 364 lbs.
I actually started the weight loss process on July 31st, but failed to take a picture on that date. Oops.
Just calorie restriction, light exercise, and university marching band. My diet is something that I constructed from the ground up. It's nothing fancy. I'm not giving up much aside from the junkiest of junk foods and soda. I figured that if I want something sustainable, I need to enjoy my diet. I'm just eating less than I used to.
Over a year ago, I was in a really bad place mentally. I would say that it was the lowest I've ever been in my entire life. So I did what made sense to me: I focused on my mental health. I spent the past year learning how to love myself, and how to accept myself as being enough. I learned how to stop moping around because I wasn't who I wanted to be. I think I'm in a good place now. Not perfect, but good.
I think for me, the process of weight loss had to start with rearranging my perspectives on life. I've made many attempts to lose weight in the past, and never before have I felt as determined, as optimistic, or as patient as I do right now. And seeing these small physical changes are helping to keep me that way.
I'm nowhere near my ultimate goal, but I'll do my very best to keep pushing.
Also I'm trying to grow out my hair until I'm at my goal weight of 180~ lbs. No reason in particular. Just seems like it'll be kind of fun.
My binge eating is tied to my anxiety. I started Zoloft back in June and it has completely changed my life for the better. I haven’t had a single urge to overeat and even when I’ve treated myself, the guilt and regret never showed up. I always got back on track and I never dwelled.
I’ve been anxious the last couple of days because of a potential health scare and I have eaten 3000+ calories yesterday and today, each day. I feel like garbage and it’s honestly a foreign feeling because it’s been so long.
I know this is a lifelong battle but I can’t help but panic that I’m finding my way back into the throes of my BED. Still have about 10 pounds to go so I’m feeling a little defeated at the moment. Could use some words of wisdom and support!
Thanks all :)
So, I've tried many times to lose weight, diet, ect. Usually I loose 10lbs and bounce back. Never going all way with my efforts.
So in June I saw a photo of myself at party and though that was enough. My blood pressure was slowly creeping up and my doc said if I didn't show progress in lowering it the next time I come in, I'm on blood pressure meds.
So I did everything. I cut the surgery coffee drinks and fastfood and Looked up a video on meal prepping, now I do that for 90% of my meals. I do indoor interval cycling on my ON days (M,W,F) along with weights (picked a 3 day dumbbell full body routine on a fitness sight). On off days (T,Th) I do just a light ride on the bike trainer and try to do planks every day. Along with that I'm tracking everything. Measurements of my body, weight, blood pressure every Monday morning into a spreadsheet. I was tracking food but I don't need to with prepped meals.
So in June I was 288, and this morning I weighed 254.5. I've got still at least 55lbs till I'm happy and then I hope to see definition. My blood pressure went from 139/100 to now 118/70 and my clothing is now super baggy (I keep the same belt and keep adding holes as motivation).
The thing I'm most happy about. Tonight was the first time since high school that I was able to do 20 correct pushups without any issue. Last time I was able to do them was in football.
I think I'll go do more push-ups.
I had real bad anorexia all through middle school and 9th grade. Like, about-to-die bad. But things have gotten better the last two years and I'm at a healthy weight right now. I'm female, 6'0 and 160 lbs. My BMI is perfectly fine but I just don't like the way my clothes are fitting. I have to wear XL sizes because of my ridiculous height, but even still things are starting to feel a little snug around the waist.
In short, I want to lose a little bit of weight without worrying about a relapse. Unfortunately the only ways of losing weight I know are super dangerous and mentally damaging. I don't want to starve myself, I don't want to write down everything I eat and I don't want to beat myself up about it all hours of the night and day.
Any advice would be very welcome - but keep in mind that I'm a little sensitive about this stuff, so no nastiness please.
Hello losers,
I'm a bum, I gotta get the sign up post for next month up soon! Happy Sunday!
Weight by end of month (223 - 219 lbs): No weigh in this morning. 225.4 trend weight.
Stay in calorie goal (weekly average): I've got 1000 calories left for dinner so that's gonna be fabulous. I also have some SO delicious "ice cream" non dairy mousse or whatevers. So tasty!
Exercise 5 days a week: Yard work! 18/29 days.
Limit purchased coffee drinks (3 a week): None today, got me some more almond milk mmmm 18/13 (monthly total allowed).
No fast food: Nope. Was in a Mcdonalds & did not partake. Did drink a fabulous diet dr pepper though. 5/29 days.
Self-care treat once a week: I'm about to have a post lawn mowing shower & moisturize all my skins. 4/4 weeks.
Practice drawing with pencils/art supplies: Haven't yet today.
Try a new recipe once a week: I've gotta finish my black bean soup! Off to immersion blend it smooth. And I still also have the stuffs (via shelf safe dry beans & tahini) to make hummus too! 4/4 weeks.
How are you guys doing?
I was hesitant about posting this because of my habit of getting bored with things quickly and after several attempts at losing weight, I am finally on the right track and making steady progress. About 5 weeks ago I stumbled upon a podcast that changed my view on fitness and have stayed with it, day in, day out ever since.
My starting weight was around 460 or so and as I sit today, 5 weeks later I am happy to announce that I am down to 432. All of this has been accomplished with calorie restriction and working out every night. I am blessed that one of my good friends, unbeknownst to me until recently is actually a certified personal trainer and has been marshalling me along the past few weeks.
My pants are loose now and I am up to walking about 8 hours a night. Last week I made a post about my lifestyle change on Facebook and the support from my family and friends has been truly overwhelming. I cannot wait for what this journey has in store for me and look forward to many more nights alone in my thoughts.
I’ve been at the same weight for three weeks thanks to some bad days of going waaaay over. My cats, however, have been doing great. Two have lost .2 lbs in 3 weeks while only one has gained (she’s smaller than them so I’ll have to give her a little less food).
Buttercup, who we loving call fat cat, is the heaviest at 14.4 lbs. I was told by the vet he should be more like 10. He’s got a ways to go, but now that’s he separated at feeding time, he can’t go eating the girls’ food (and he’s very angry at me for it.) This may be the start of his weight loss journey, but he reminds me that CICO works for everyone and everything, even our feline friends.
I’m happy for them! Sort of makes me wish I had some large being portioning out human chow for me. Until then, I’ll just have to portion out my human chow myself :P
Not all maintainers overthink or overcomplicate (hi) their maintenance, so this week I thought it would be good if we could hear from more people for whom maintaining is second nature. If maintenance for you is something you don't have to pay that much active attention to, let us know! I'm sure current and future maintainers would love to know it really doesn't have to be difficult to maintain once you find foods, activities, and/or habits that work for you, even if there may be the occasional bump around times of change.
Tagging some maintainers I think tend to excel in this area if they want to drop into the comments or if you want to snoop the excellent advice in their comment history: /u/malalalaika /u/jynxers /u/funchords /u/walksmashwalk /u/mionni /u/supaflyrobby
Anything else on your mind pertaining to maintenance? Is your diet going effortlessly, or have the last few weeks been more of a struggle? All questions, remarks and worries are welcome topics of conversation! Previous Maintenance Monday threads can be found here.
I've been trying to lose weight off and on for a while now. My first time, I went from about 220 to 200, and the difference was very noticeably visible. This time, however, things have not been so visible. I've lost about the same amount of weight, but cannot see it in the mirror at all. I've been pretty discouraged about it for the past couple of days.
Then today, I was in a huge hurry to get dressed, so I threw on some jeans and ran. It turns out, they were an older pair that I know for a fact that I could not fit into a few weeks ago (because I tried), and I wore them all day without so much as thinking that they were tight. It was an amazing feeling. To the next 20 pounds!
Lately, I've been doing great weight loss wise. Finally, after over 3 years of saying "I'll eat better tomorrow, this junk food won't kill me" almost every goddamn day, my pants are fitting looser, I'm down 2 notches in my belt, and my tracker app is saying I'll hit my goal weight by mid/late spring. While my cravings aren't really gone, my instinct to treat myself is vastly reduced- it's like the devil on my shoulder telling me to eat crap went from having a megaphone 2 inches from my ear to just whispering. Over the years I developed some mental problems (depression, anxiety, social isolation), but the other day I looked at myself in the mirror and felt myself genuinely smiling for the first time in a long time.
Now, part of my social isolation was my total disconnect from any social media under my own name (which, anti-social-ness aside is probably a good thing). I primarily used to use facebook and deactivated my account years ago, and only re-activate it once a year or so when I want to take a glimpse of what the people I went to high school with are doing now (out of morbid curiosity more than anything). But, for years I hadn't even looked at my own old posts and pictures. I just did today and I'm absolutely floored. The last pictures I have there are from my freshman year of college, and the person in the pictures is almost totally unrecognizable to me. It's hard to put it into words. I just looked so healthy, normal, and reasonably attractive, which was absolutely not my self image at the time. I had been very fat as a kid and through high school and into college I still thought of myself as a 'fat kid', probably due to the ~10 pounds of residual belly fat that would have gone away with like a month of moderate cardio. But now, I'd give fucking anything to trade places with that guy 6 years ago, or reach back through time and slap his stupid face and make him stop being so self conscious and just go out and enjoy life.
Anyway, it just made me think about how far I still have to go, and just what a stupid, arrogant, food addicted asshole I was to waste my teens and early twenties eating like a hog and shuttering myself away in shame. And it made me think that once I get to my goal weight I'll still have a lot of work to do in terms of improving my self image. I have a big informal reunion-ish thing in a couple weeks with a bunch of people I was good friends with in high school, and my sense of accomplishment is being shattered by the fact that, despite having lost over 20lbs, the last time they saw me I was 65lbs lighter than I am now.
Sorry for the pointless downer post. Just felt the need to vent.
For a little background I’m coming up on nearly 40lbs lost with about 20lbs to go. Fortunately I was very active growing up and I had been slim most of my life but had sciatica in my mid-twenties and had to stop doing the exercises I loved. Fortunately I got through that with the help of a chiropractor and can now exercise properly again! Yay!
This past year had been super rough, from splitting from my partner of 12 years and my Dad having leukaemia and being in / out of hospital. Needless to say my usual positive outlook was in short supply.
I have recently gone back to the local gym that I love and have been getting some great results, feeling fitter and stronger. Putting some proper effort in and really feeling the benefits.
I casually mentioned at a family dinner last week that I had been getting good results using CICO. My mum starts to tell me how food tracking is obsessive and it’s healthier just to guess!
This is coming from someone who smokes 80 a week and has never been active or fit in my lifetime. Usually comments like this, I just brush off but this time it really annoyed me.
Her motto has always been don’t bother trying hard, that way you avoid disappointment. Discouraging me from putting effort in where it’s really needed has made me super mad.
How do you deal with unsupportive and negative family members and not let it interfere with progress?
I gained a lot of weight when I started to date my boyfriend in 2017–about 6-10 pounds. Before I met him, I was 115 and that was my ideal weight. I wish I wasn’t so insecure. I thought I was truly fat because I didn’t look like other girls. I would work out for HOURS. I wouldn’t eat until I was full, but enough so that I wouldn’t faint.
I remember the day I found out I broke 120 pounds and I freaked out. I was at the health center getting my weight checked because I decided to go on birth control (which also caused me to gain another few pounds, but I needed it a lot). This is when I started to get more depressed and stressed about my appearance and went through multiple phases of making myself throw up and such, which I no longer do.
I also realized I was getting older when I noticed that I could no longer eat two bags of hot cheetos puffs in one day without gaining weight. When I was 16, I was able to eat all sorts of foods and still have a flat stomach and a nice body. HAHAHAHHAHA, what a wake up call that has been when I am almost turning 19.
Instead of losing weight this past year, I found myself gaining weight because I was selfish. I gained ten pounds over the summer because every time I got a good score on my chemistry quiz, I would end up at a dessert place and treat myself. I ended up getting good scores a lot and ended up eating and adding more onto my treat. I would order an appetizer, meal, and dessert because I thought I deserved it.
However, my body didn’t deserve any of that maltreatment. While my mind was temporarily happy eating all that food, I became depressed and even more insecure about my body. I had never been this heavy before. I currently weight 134 pounds and for a female who is 5’2” and has shorter torso than average (my height went to my legs for whatever reason), the weight definitely shows on my waist.
I recently decided to have a change in my mindset. I come from a family with heart disease, diabetes, and a plethora of illnesses that I know is in my genes and that I can avoid by simply changing my lifestyle. I am going to start being selfish for the right reasons. I am going to treat myself better so that I can live a longer life, be healthier, lose weight, be fit, and help my confidence so that I stop beating down my image every time I look in the mirror.
I’ve been eating less than 1200 calories for a few days and even though it’s been hard at times, especially because midterm season is right now, I feel proud of myself whenever I combat my hunger with something else. I feel healthier and not as bloated anymore. I am going to be selfish for the right reasons.
My goal is to be 105-110 pounds by however long it takes me, though I do hear that most people shed the bulk of their weight loss in the first couple of months and I am extremely excited to see my progress. I know it takes time and I tend to be impatient, but I’ve seen wonders through many progress pics. Although I do feel uncomfortable posting pictures of myself on the Internet in a public forum, I will be sure to make updates whether or not it’s small for my own keeping and motivation :)
Not for the first time, but this time, it's different.
This time, I'm in the Obesity Management Service, getting a bunch of support. This time, I'm looking at my health, not the numbers on the scales.
I've set myself up an Excel spreadsheet to keep track of my food and exercise. I'm not calorie counting because I've tried it before and the effort it takes is a bit much while battling depression and anxiety plus managing the house and kids (I'm a stay home mum). It's simple. I'm focusing on the choices I make and whether they're good ones or not. I've got small goals for exercise that I'll put up over time. I'm noting my mood for the day.
So far, I'm doing better. I have set up my old highschool bicycle with new tyres and a child seat for my youngest so I can go riding whenever I want. I rode most days last week. I walked a heap.
I'll get the weight loss going. It hasn't started yet, but I know I'm not doing great with hydration, so I'm not really surprised.
I've got around 100 pounds to lose (50 kilo's or so). Here goes nothing.
I (M 41) hit 285 at 41. 2 years ago I quit smoking and put on about 60 pounds. I started talking to my doctor at 40 pounds and he gave me a few meds but all of them made me jittery and I had a hard time focusing.
We have been trying to portion our leftovers so they get eaten. We bought a bunch of meal portion tupperware. That is where I got started.
A couple weeks ago I started putting a quarter lb of broccoli and a quarter lb of carrots in tupperware and having it ready for breakfast every day. I find that if I have it in my car on my drive to work I start munching.
I have lost 20 lb in 3 weeks. I am eating much better at lunch, because I am not starving, and I am feeling much better, more regular. Someone noticed on Friday and I weighed myself for the first time in a month. I'm pretty excited.
Sorry for the rant. It rubs me the wrong way for several hours now.
My father is obese. He refuses to make any of the small fixes both me and my mom recommended. We gave up some time ago.
I lost around 50 pounds in the last 7-8 months and I still have 10-15 to lose. I go to the gym 3 times a week and eat only good stuff for the most part. Weekends are a bit loose and that's annoying but that's it.
Yesterday I was shopping with both my dad and mom for the first time in a long time and my dad just threw some jam and candies and said "you need to put some meat on your bones. You lost too much weight. You look "aschilambic" (romanian word for anorexic, but derogatory and not seen as an illness). I said "I still have to lose" and went into details but he just said I am crazy. Back home he put the cakes we bought on the table and was trying to put more in my plate. He usually throws additional food in ny plate and my mom tells him to stop. Today I heard him tell my mother he is worried I will disappear. I am at 65 kg for 1.68, bmi 23, I have one fat roll to go and my pants are 38.
What I hate the most is that my sister has never been above 60 kg at the same height and wore pants 36 forever and he always said she "has a perfect body". Hell my mother was 60 kg at 1.76m when they married and she looked way skinnier than me now, yet "he married a model". His mistress was skinny, he introduced her to me thinking I won't connect the dots - he is currently into women way skinnier than me wtf. Why the fuck does he think I am dying when every women he complimented on their appearance was way skinnier than me??
I'm a bit pissed off he enabled my sugar addiction for so long. My childhood consisted of my mom putting me on healthy diets and my father undoing it to make me temporarily happy. Jesus why didn't they talk to one another. I was the fat kid and I had the genetics excuse and despite losing weight 3 4 times and seeing multiple nutritionists I was always kept under the impression that I am the fat kid. Then God Forbit I got intentional about my body and went all the way down from 91kg to 65kg. I want to be 57-60kg slim, aka perfect weight by all calculators. I'm not anorexic, I'm not insane and I am so annoyed he thinks otherwise.
1,500 Calorie Diet.
More protein than carbs
Training
300 push ups, 100 squats, Sit ups until fail, Jumping jacks, High knees, Superman stretch 2 sets of 10,
(15 second rest after each exercise) 45s high knee taps, 45s Russian twists (sit down and swing legs side to side), 45s Leg raises, 45s hip raises, 45s flutter kicks, 45s knees to elbow, 45s sit ups, 45s seated in and outs,
45s jumping jacks,
6 min HITT work (3 times a week) 30 seconds each move
Mountain Climbers Plank, Squat jumps, Standing ab crunches, Up jump down push up, Jabs, (Repeat process until 6 minutes has been reached)
I won’t bore y’all with the story but I’ve been fat all my life and had one good weight loss movement,I managed to go from 450+ to 250, stalled and called it quits due to work stress. Low cal Keto, low carb, and low sugar helped me lose it all.
Here I am again at 425lbs and I’m getting sick and tired of being sick and tired. I need to lose this again, but I need it to be sustainable. It doesn’t help that I’m stuck with family at the moment and they’re overeaters too so it’s like crabs in a pot when it comes to me losing weight, even though they fear me dying.
The last time I saw a good doctor, she diagnosed me with hypothyroidism and told me I should be eating somewhere between 1500-2000 calories to get the weight off now, and recommended the anti-inflammatory diet. Unfortunately that’s easier said than done, and I’m afraid of damaging my heart more with that deficit, plus i have gout and I’m pretty sure I have undiagnosed gallbladder issues.
I plugged my numbers into MFP and it recommends 2580 calories a day but won’t this keep me overweight far too long? It seems more doable however.
I also wonder about macros, must I hit them perfectly to lose weight? My doc recommended avoiding wheat and try low carb/Keto again but do carbs honestly matter if you’re at a calorie deficit? Low carb was sorta doable before but Keto was definitely not. I’m tempted to just eat carbs in my diet but the way they leave me hungry makes me want to limit them again
Advice? Where do I start? Did any of you start at 1500 and lose? 2500?
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I have tried and failed at keto diet too many times to count. In February I realized I was disgusted with myself and couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror without wanting to cry. I hadn’t weighed myself in around a year, stepped on the scale and had gained 35 lbs in a year. I was already over weight before the 35 lbs! I finally got serious about this way of eating and have been on keto since the end of February. I’ve lost a total of 55 lbs on a 5’3 frame. Anyways the last month or two the weight loss has REALLY slowed down and I have found myself very discouraged. I had however added a gym regimen 5x per week and still feel that my body is changing and looking more toned and healthier everyday. Anyhow fast forward to yesterday I went out clothes shopping. I asked the attendant in the store if she could pull a shirt down off the wall for me. She asked me what size and I responded oh either large or xl. She told me here try this medium instead those will be way too big. I tried the medium and it FIT! I haven’t worn a medium top since high school! I had a bit of an emotional moment in the fitting room. Proceeded to grab a couple other medium shirts and dresses, they all fit too! This really really lifted my spirits after feeling discouraged about no weight loss.
I've lost about 75Lbs thus far, since starting Intermittent Fasting in February.
I would get hit on by guys when I was heavier, but they were so much more sincere. Now, guys are straight up scary. I have gotten an influx of friend requests, followers and likes on my social media platforms. Normally, this would sound great right?? Ummm... No.
These guys are awful. They're rude, they ask too intimate of questions, they tell me they want to get married, they expect me to have sex with them upon first meeting them, etc. And no, they're not all bots. Some are, no lie; but not all of them. In person out in public, it's so much worse. I've been followed, touched, or stared at by men in public spaces. I now fear for my safety. Guys have said disturbing things to me in public, one guy at a club spanked me and told me I had the posterior of an African-American woman (in not those words) and that I can't be walking around like that without someone trying to grab it.
I'm starting to miss being fat. I miss it when guys came up to me because they genuinely liked ME. When I was heavier, most men would literally avoid looking at me, they would literally turn their head away from my direction. I always thought, being ignored is better than being bullied. When I would have lunch with my best friend, he would ask me question after question about the way I see the universe and the philosophy and theology that shaped my paradigm. Now he just stares at my boobs and wants to talk about sex. [because of the hormones I take, my boobs have actually gone up to an F cup during my weight loss.] Now my best friend wants to know the things I like in bed, the things I've done. At least now he opens all the doors and always pays for lunch (he wouldn't when I was heavier), but I miss our sexless deeper conversations.
Messed up part is, I'm still fat. I'm well over 300 lbs. I'm not healthy yet. I want to get to that point, of good health. I was diagnosed with cancer earlier this year, and after everything I've been through, I am now cancer free and feel like my body can do ANYTHING, even gracefully get to a healthy weight. I am focused on the things that I want from weight loss: riding rides at the fair, not worrying about diabetes, better sleep, prevent the cancer from coming back and cheaper clothes that are cute! But these guys are really bothering me. It's a weird problem to have, but I have it. I don't know, this whole experience even has me questioning my sexuality. I'm starting to wonder if I'm asexual.
This is a lot, sorry for the long read
TL;DR - Lost approx 75Lbs. Still fat, but guys are treating me worse than before. They approach me too aggressively now and even my best friend switched up on me. Because I'm overwhelmed, I'm starting to miss being fat and am now questioning my sexuality. Am I asexual??
I binged for the first time in a month today. It was really bad. But this post isn’t quite about that. I already beat myself up over it and I already decided to forgive myself to the best of my abilities and move on.
It happened at around 2pm and I decided no more food for the rest of day. It’s now 1am. Between then I hit the gym and got a decent amount of work done.
Observation: I haven’t felt any hunger!
It’s incredible how once you are in tune with your body, you realize how absurd your old habits are. Normally I would binge, then eat again in a few hours, then again, then again. Obviously I was paying no attention to hunger or my body’s needs when I did that.
Today’s binge sustained me perfectly well for 11 hours and now I will go to sleep, so add another 8 hours on top. On the other hand, while eating my low-calorie meals, I get hungry after a few hours.
That’s it, not a major post but I just wanted to share! Anyone else have a similar experience?
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Hi. I’m a newbie. Always reading your inspirational post and looking at progress pics on here. Those post have motivated me so much that I felt like I could lose weight too.
Background. F/5’3/SW: 153lbs CW: 136lbs
I gained a lot of weight when I lost my mum years ago and became too depressed to care about life. I used to eat all kinds of food and lounge home in a depressive mood. A year ago in 2018 my highest weight was 166. Because of my height it made my BMI overweight. Also my face became puffy looking too. Then I noticed people I knew started commented how I got fat. It really did hurt my feelings.
This summer 2019 I decided to do something about it. I wasn’t depressed like I was before and became more active. I got a Fitbit and started counting CICO. I cut out sugar, pizza, candy, pasta, cheese, can’t have dairy since I’m allergic. But I believe what helped me to lose the weight we’re 2 things: CICO and exercise - Zumba.
I track everything I eat now. I started healthy eating July 21, 2019. Lots of vegetables, water, fruits, chicken, fish and nuts (nuts in moderation). The healthy eating made my skin clearer.
Regarding exercise, I hate gyms. So I decided to do an exercise that I like which is Zumba. I watch Zumba videos on YouTube and dance in my living room. 30 to 60 minutes at a time. 4 or more times a week. Recently I have increased my workout to 1.5 hours of Zumba.
Thanks to all the people who posted their stories and pictures you have all inspired me. Now the people who used to say I got fat a year ago are now saying how much weight I have lost and how good I look now.
I'm maintaining a fairly small calorie deficit and losing about 1/3 to 1/2 a pound a week. The calorie deficit is small because I cancel out about half of my daily calorie deficit with a once weekly cheat day.
On one hand, with the cheat day (which I sometimes save for special events) the current calorie amount doesn't feel like a huge sacrifice, just an increase in being careful. So maybe that means the weight I lose will stay off? Because I'll have an easier time not going back to an unhealthy lifestyle after?
On the other hand, maybe I should actually be more serious about this and the slowness means I'm not being serious enough. With the cheat day, I'm still making food a major source of pleasure in my life and maybe I shouldn't be doing that? I'm not sure.
Anyone experienced something similar and have any thoughts? Did losing weight more slowly help you keep it off?
Not verbatim, but effectively he told me that. He told me I shouldn’t worry about it and pursue a career instead despite the fact I’m still a teenager and have been overweight my whole life. Fuck that. I get it, you lived a full and wholesome life without losing weight. You are also diabetic and rely on medication to not die, you can’t stand for long periods of time without assistance and in case of a fire it would be up to your children to save the people in the house, not you. I respect what you’ve done and that you are happy but I refuse to just give up. I’m not made from that material. Im going to be a superhero to my kids, I’m not going to get a girl ‘because when they get older they care about looks less’ I’m going to be totally and in every way I’m love with who ever I end up with. I’m going to be going on 60 on day like you and still be in shape. It’s no longer a want or a wish, it’s now a need. Maybe this is just what I needed. Thanks pops, thanks for a reason to prove you wrong.
I'm a male grad student 215lb, 6'0" at an American University, and I had been losing weight slowly. Recently I had been stuck on a plateau at 220. I was okay with it and knew if I kept improving it would pass.
However, one day a group of people were hanging out with a flat mate. They assumed I was gone and were talking about me. The girls all agreed that I had a "cute face", and that it was easily a 9/10. But..... because I was fat, I was a 3/10.
I'll admit it sucked to hear that, and it really crushed me. I had always known that my weight created biases against me. I fought those biases to get into grad school, and I fight them when I assist in teaching classes. But to hear people talk so brutally and honestly stung.
After really thinking about this, I realized that what hurt the most is that internally i felt the same way, and hearing someone say that really sucked. I decided to kick my weight loss into high gear and eat cleaner and workout more.
All in all though, it showed me who I can and can't trust within that group, and I'm glad I found some more motivation during a hard plateau.
I work from 2pm to 10 pm 5 days a week, and my biggest problem is that when I go home, I pass a thousand different fast food restaurants. My issue is that I truly love that "full" feeling before I go to sleep, and that usually involves stopping at Taco Bell, Wendy's, Cook Out, or Papa John's.
I dont work out enough to be able to afford eating such crap late at night, and further more, I KNOW it's bad for me to eat that late. But tonight, well, tonight I said enough is enough. I didnt get fast food, I stayed the course and went straight home after work. I saved myself $10, and also didn't feel depressed when I climbed into bed.
It's the little victories that make me feel good. I've got 30 lbs to go, and I'll be darned if I'm going to let some crappy taco get in my way.
It sounds weird, but I'm almost terrified at the idea of trying "new" foods. I've been growing up in a household with two parents who didn't know where their next meal was coming from when they were my age, so the nutritional value of food has never been a big thing in my house, so as long as I'm fed. Fast forward 16 years and I'm 5' 3" weighing roughly 140 lbs, 30-35ish of which is fat. It might not sound like a lot, but it's enough to where it's damaged my mental health at times (but I'm getting better :) ). I know most of the things I need to do to safely and healthily lose the weight I don't need, but the problem for me is starting. For whatever reason I am completely and utterly repulsed by fruits and can hardly stand even two kinds of vegetables, and I rarely eat them. I'm not quite sure why I haven't had issues with scurvy or other physical health problems. Does anyone have any tips or strategies for starting? Easing into it is easier said than done and quite frankly I'm afraid I don't have much mental strength to force myself to eat them. Advice much appreciated :)
It's been around one month since I've done a pretty much 180 spin and started living a healthier lifestyle. I went from someone who would get no physical activity all day and eat nothing but fast food to someone who now lifts weights 3x a week, goes running 3x a week, and eats 90% healthy, unprocessed food.
I'm looking much better, and feeling great, however lately I've noticed my family (Dad in particular) seems to be taking my eating habits as a personal attack. He will offer me complete garbage or foods that will take me further away from my goals and then start flipping out when I choose to eat something I've already been making or something healthier. His reasons vary but his logic never makes any sense and it's so annoying listening to him, like he might say: "stop this bullshit, everyone else is eating pizza and you're trying to put on a show". Above that he seems to think that if I don't eat fast food or garbage with the rest of my family when they're eating, I shouldn't eat it ever. For example last week I was done eating for the day at 3000 calories (going for recomposition), so when my brother came home with burgers I chose not to eat, my Dad started lashing out claiming he's seen me eat a burger by myself and that he knows I'll probably go later in the week. It's like in his loopy world you either have to eat nothing but complete shit and garbage or only the most healthiest of organic foods 24/7.
Others times I will have litteraly have finished cooking a chicken breast and preparing a salad, and my Dad will start getting angry if I choose to eat it instead of getting fast food even though my food is already completely cooked and I would have to wait and someone would have to go out to get the fast food. What a messed up menality.
Just had to rant, now I understand where people are coming from when they say family members are not supportive. In my case I don't even care for support, just stay the fuck out of my health / fitness lifestyle.
I’ll be so confident and pumped to just start loosing weight and food is my enemy. I’m 5’6, 19 yrs, 208 pounds. I just crossed the 200 mark a few months ago for the first time. I started walking 2 miles a day a few days ago and I always feel accomplished but my self control urges are bad. Everyone around me tells me ‘you don’t LOOK 200 pounds’ but I don’t care. Most people say my body is well-proportioned and I have muscle but my weight gain is significantly more noticeable now. It’s ruining my self esteem and I hate myself everyday for getting big but it’s like my emotions turn to food. And when I eat, it’s like I can’t stop and I completely forget my dieting. I just binge on whatever I find. So yah, exercise isn’t a problem, but eating a decent amount is. I just feel like all of my friends always are eating bad because they’re all naturally thin and then they force the ‘you aren’t that fat’ motive on me and it makes me give in. I hate that stupid line because for a second, it always convinces me and I go for it. Like NO, I WANT to be told I’m that fat so I can loose the weight! Like I wish one person would encourage me too. My boyfriend supports me if I want to loose weight but even he always wants to keep me well fed. I understand he does it out of love (he always wants me spoiled) but for some things, like this, I want tough love!
Does anybody have tips for this? This is literally fucking me up. My goal is to weight approx 160 and I haven’t even lost a pound yet because of my horrible eating habits. I feel like I will never accomplish my goals because of my food problems.
So I'm just slightly overweight. Not really enough for doctors to even mention anything when I visit. I mainly feel like I'm being overindulgent and selfish. Being considered slender for the first time in my life would also be a plus. I eat fruits and vegetables. I only drink water (for most part) and I eat whole grain everything. I also don't eat a ton of meat. My biggest issue is I eat too much. This has always been an issue for me and stems from my childhood. My parents eat far too much. I don't eat a lot at once but I want like 4-5 meals a day. They aren't huge but I really should either be eating less or just doing 3 meals that size. I used to have binge issues but I managed to mostly get past that in the last few years. Anyone else have this issue? Does anyone have tips that helped them? I've been trying to chew gum and that's helped a little.
(Possible trigger warning!)
So to start this off- I’ve been told that I needed to lose weight since I was 8 years old. I was maybe 10 pounds overweight at the time. Between the ages of 12 and 15 I would regularly do 2 week stints of drinking just one smoothie throughout the entire day in order to lose weight. Every year, I would gain 40 pounds and lose 30 of them. The year of 15, I was extremely depressed and obsessed with pro-anorexia forums- admiring their bones and their skeletons. I was 5’5” and 160 pounds. I dropped down to 135 by not eating for days at a time. I wouldn’t eat for three days in a row. I would throw away the lunch my mom so lovingly made for me everyday in the trash before school started. Instead of going to lunch, I would go to the library to avoid friends asking me if I was going to eat. Eventually, I crashed and burned on top of school. The summer between 15 and 16, I gained an extra 20 pounds on top of the 40 I had gained for the year. I never lost it. I reached 180 pounds- the heaviest I had ever been. Throughout the next couple of years, I would consistently gain twenty pounds, then lose ten of them- to the point where at the age of 20, I reached a skyrocketing weight of 230 pounds. I lost twenty pounds last year and maintained it- sitting at 210 pounds. I tend to gain weight during times of academic pressure- something that has been constant since my senior year of high school up until now, in my first year of medical school. But, I constantly can’t help wondering what all of this weight has constantly held me back from. I want nothing more than to lose the weight but bad habits always kick in when I don’t notice it- something upsets me, then I want pizza, chips, ice cream- anything I can get my hands on. The next day starts the same- not eating for breakfast, working out in the morning if I can, then going to med school. Notice that I’m in medical school at this point? I know what nutrition is- I know it in my heart and soul that exercise of 30 minutes per day, eating 1200-1500 calories per day of vegetables, lean protein, and fruits should get me to where I want to be. I’ll feel lighter, happier, more energetic, and more confident. I can’t help but feel judged by all of my peers. As the fattest person in my medical school class, why would they want to hang out with me or talk to me? Why do I keep putting up this wall of bad habits? How do I overcome them? I’m the only one holding myself back, bringing myself nearly to tears each week because of the way I feel.
Mostly, my weight each day tends to have me feeling this way: I don’t know what it is or what I feel but the best way to describe it would be this sense of urgency, reaching, longing- just waiting for and looking for someone to reach to and hold on to. I want friends, human interaction, and I want to love myself more than I do at this moment. I want to be who I really am- not this ugly, malformed human who has no sense of self control. Who would want to talk to a desperate monster? This is really hard to remember when all I crave is for fatty food, food sitting in my fridge. Maybe that means reaching out further without desperation. There’s this ache I really can’t seem to fill- one of wanting to have people by me- to call, to talk to, ones that I feel no judgement from. I can’t help but feel unbelievably lonely and blame it on the insecurities caused by my weight. I’m heavy, hairy, and lazy- burdened by the extra weight sitting on my frame. That weight I carry with me everywhere- in how I wake up, in how I feel about myself, in how I talk to people, in the weight of my head and eyes constantly pressed to the ground, too afraid to look up at people and see what I know to be there, and in shielding myself from everyone and everything. How can I reach out to people when I know that they must be thinking to themselves “why would I talk to this fat person”, “she should take care of herself better”, and lastly feigned ignorance disguised as disgust for me and my frame? I know this is illogical and I have friends to talk to but this is something I have to deal with by myself. Where is the strength? I have a blessed life in everything else- in intelligence, in financial stability, in my career, and in loving family and friends- more than most. Why, then, does this weight, this extra mass and pudge on my frame, feel like so much more- a wall keeping me from them? It’s my only barrier keeping me from life, living, and yet, I can’t seem to wake the motivation within me to keep eating healthy, keep going, and keep working on scraping away at the barrier. It has kept me from so much- from going out at night, from talking without fear of being judged, from confidence in interviews, and from ever having any kind of romantic relationship. Why would anyone be attracted to me? At 21- almost 22- I’ve never even held hands with a member of the opposite sex, nevertheless go out on a date. I’m too fat for all of this. Has anyone else felt like this? How do I get over it? How do I change for good? Why can’t I stop destroying myself with food I know will rot me from the inside out? Please help. Thank you! I’m really not sure if this should go here or somewhere else.
