Weight loss: “Wow, do you have to get specially made clothes?” - some adult asshole in New Orleans |
- “Wow, do you have to get specially made clothes?” - some adult asshole in New Orleans
- I lost 6 pounds.
- 1 year ago I decided to change my life. Losing 125+ and completely changing the way I think about life.
- Finally under 200 pounds!
- Rant: After weightloss I’m so sensitive about comments towards my body. Specifically when men call me “Thick”
- I AM AN IDIOT
- Getting close to 100 pounds
- Overcoming challenges while staying at home
- Finally getting to my goal weight after 2 years
- 251 days of progress, from 364.8 to 235.0 pounds.
- Numbers aren't everything!
- Trick that helped me stop snacking in quarantine!!
- Feeling mentally stuck, miserable, and gaining weight rapidly. (23F)
- Considering Skin Removal Surgery After Loosing 120lbs
- It's time
- Anyone else feel resistant to losing weight due to pressure/rejection from spouse and family? (Long read)
- [Challenge] European Accountability Challenge: April 27th, 2020
- Question regarding hunger when losing weight
- Today I realized I've been over estimating my calories burned :(
- Chloe Ting 2 Week Shred Results
- The minute I removed emotion from this, I was just fine
- Is it a fact that eating healthy is just going to suck for a while no matter what when you're just starting out?
- Haven't seen fiancee in months due to Covid19, gained weight, today journey towards health begins
| “Wow, do you have to get specially made clothes?” - some adult asshole in New Orleans Posted: 26 Apr 2020 11:39 AM PDT Do you want to lose weight but figure you can't ever do anything like that? Do you think people in these subs are fake because you honestly just don't get how people stick to a diet? Do you eat like a wild beast because you figure you're already fat, so what's a couple extra donuts really going to do? This was all me 6 months ago. I was 500+ lbs and had myself convinced I was just "big boned". I didn't even see myself as THAT big, most of the time, because I could still move around relatively well. However, I couldn't fit in a booth at a restaurant, chairs with arms, airplane seats, concert seats, small doorways etc. One day I decided I just had enough. I was sick of seeing people's vacation photos from all kinds of awesome places, photos of people with groups of friends, doing awesome shit, etc. I realized I was just at home with my copious amounts of fast food and Doritos. Fast forward 8 months and I am now 115lbs down. Most of that came off with 0 working out. Since I lost weight, I am now able to start exercising. I always told myself that if I was smaller, I would start. So time to nut up on that. If you're reading this and you shared those feelings, I promise you once you start dropping the weight things get better. It didn't take 115 pounds for me to be happier, it only took like 10. Once I saw that number dropping on the scale, I was hooked. I used to absolutely dread scales. I'm stoked to jump on mine each morning and see where I'm at. There will be hard days, there will be easy days but....it's 100000% worth it. I think the reason I am having success is because I found a diet that doesn't seem super diet-like to me. I eat food I enjoy and I am full & satisfied with every meal. Diets don't have to be a bunch of cardboard food you don't like. Find something, track your macros and kick being fats ass. YOU CAN DO THIS!!!!! [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 06:49 PM PDT I'm one month in and lost 6 months. I'm doing CICO and doing some home workouts in my room. It feels crazy? I lost 15 pounds November to December but I stopped and maintained my weight, but now I'm losing again because I want to get to my goal, and I'm so happy. Today it was a family members birthday and I did eat takeout and some homemade cake and ice cream. Not going to lie, I do feel kind of guilty as today is one month of dieting but I figured it's a birthday and celebrating wouldn't hurt. I'm just going to start again tomorrow and keep doing what I was doing. I'm so excited to see where the next four months will bring me. I'm 19 pounds down in total(November and December counted) and I have about 30-40 to go. I'm so happy. I've never been obese but I've been overweight and I've never seen my face slim. I'm so looking forward to the differences! And I also love to workout. I used to only love the gym and I HATED home workouts but now that I'm forced to do them, I found I actually really enjoy home workouts! Just thought I'd share :) [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 09:10 AM PDT This will be long, but maybe worth the time. Progress pics: http://imgur.com/gallery/cQtCdWF Today marks 1 year since I restarted my DDPY fitness adventure. I had actually purchased the DVDs back in 2011, and signed up for the app back in 2015. But the time wasn't right, and I let the voice in my head change my mind. And as I sit here, a year later, I want to reflect on that voice, and how I am beating it. A lot of people, especially if they come from damaged, or abusive backgrounds, have a voice in their head that HATES their guts. I call it my inner asshole. And I see him as the guardian of shitty habits. He's the voice that starts laughing manically anytime I would tell myself I was going to change my habits. He's the voice that stops me when I am about to express an opinion in a group, by reminding me politely that I am COMPLETELY unqualified to express this opinion and everyone here is going to know it. He is fear of success, fear of failure, fear of pain. He is the manifestation of impostor syndrome and the main reason I spent much of my life believing my only value was in what I could do for others, and that I was not worthy of my valuable time. An interesting upbringing and a weird mesh of survival mechanisms have left me a person who would move mountains to take care of those I care for, but would not spend 1 minute critically thinking on if I should have cookies for dinner. I have been over 300 pounds since before I was 18. And, if I am being honest with myself, I never really cared. I had defined habits for eating, none of which great, and I did not examine them for years. I had a major diet pepsi addiction (150-200 oz a day), I had a love of jelly beans, and I hated cooking so most of my meals were from a box, or a drive though. I spent around 12 years around 385. It became my self-idealized image of my size, and I was okay with that. I was living life and surviving, and spent so much time distracting myself that I never had to think about it. I was 385 when I met my wife in 2015. The next 4 years were filled with love, adventure, long thoughtful conversations , and dates. Dates that always revolved around food. I started 2019 at 456 pounds. And even then, I did not care enough. I was content. Until 2 things happened in short order. First, my wife asked me to add things to my bucket list, because we were running out. And second, I got heavily winded just trying to tie my shoes. As heavy as I was, I am very fortunate that I was not yet broken down. I was still mobile, pretty flexible, and still had above average balance. Looking back, I think if I had had more mobility issues earlier, I would have addressed the situation earlier. So, combine a sudden fear of a loss of mobility, with a realization that all of the things left on my bucket list are gravity defying and have a STRICT weight limit, I knew I had to make a change. And then my inner asshole started laughing again. I decided I had to trick him. So, I started slow. I said to my self "Naw, I'm not going to do all that. That is a LOT of work. I am just going to do this one small thing. Follow the beginner program of DDPY. It's just 20 minutes a day" That seem to work. But even then, I couldn't commit it, and would skip workouts. I always made them up before the next schedule, but rarely on the scheduled day. Made it through the first 13 weeks, and the asshole wasn't grumbling as much, so I signed right up for the Intermediate program, and committed to following the schedule perfectly. By now there was a habit forming, and it was easier. In September my wife saw a meme from FB about a no soda September. She challenged me to finally give it up and really focus on the diet part. Oddly, I heard no push back in my head so I committed to not only that, but to a 30 day challenge of DDPY every day, just to see if I could. The feeling that I could do more was persistent. In November I realized that the days I do DDPY in the morning, I felt better about it, and my whole day felt better, but I didn't have a lot of time on work days. So, I decided to do a little more, and give myself 1 hour every morning before anything else. At the time this meant getting up at 4 am. Getting up early has never bothered me but 4 am was a real commitment. Giving myself that hour every morning has been a total game changer. Not only am I getting a physical workout in every day, but I am up before the world in most cases, and have time to just focus on me. Something unheard of in my past. The new year rolled around, and I did another self evaluation. Mr. Asshole is getting really quiet these days. And at this point my daily "music" was a loop of motivational videos, and DDPY Success stories. I started to feel like nothing was beyond me, and for once Mr Asshole seem to be grudgingly approving. So I took a long look at my dead end Security job. It paid well, and asked LITERALLY nothing of my mind. I just had to fill the space. This gave me a huge amount of free time, but nothing to be satisfied with. I held this post for so long because I believed I was not good enough to have my dream. All my life, I have had a passion for creating content in autocad. I can't explain it, but drafting gives me a satisfaction no job has matched. But I had been out of the field for 12 years, and only had an Associates, and, and, and a litany of other reasons Mr. Asshole had provided as reasons to stagnate. March 12th I started my dream job. And now I draw pictures that literally change the world. About the same time I also decided to go public with my journey. I had made a few posts, and told a bit of the story, but when I joined the Positively Unstoppable Challenge, I decided I would need to engage the world with my story. So, I created a YouTube channel. It is my daily accountability, because I have committed to a goal, and because it makes me sit and think about how the previous week has gone, and how I can do better. I also created a twitter and Instagram where I have begun sharing my story. It is fitting that my 4th DDPY program end on my 1 year anniversary. It is good to look back, but my journey continues. I have 3 months and 30 pound to reach my goal of being under 300 for the first time as an adult. I am going to make it. I just need to reflect on how far I have come. If you are still reading, you rock and I hope I can provide some inspiration. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 06:56 PM PDT I've weighed well over 200 pounds for the majority of my young life. I was absolutely miserable, but I didn't have any motivation to put a change to my ways. This all changed when a year ago I sought help from a psychiatrist and started on antidepressants. Things slowly starting to improve, mood wise. When I stopped feeling so bad about myself all the time, I started doing things that make me feel good. Now I know that going for walks is one of the most fun and relaxing activities- and it's good for you too! I never would have had the energy to start eating more fruits and vegetables and practice yoga if I hadn't focused on my mental health first. Now I weigh under 200 pounds and I feel amazing. I'm sure there will be some bumps in the road but I'm not going to go back to my old ways because a healthy mind translates to a healthy body. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 27 Apr 2020 12:09 AM PDT Im 19, 5'6 and 125 pounds. I've worked HARD to get here, and it breaks my heart when men call me thick. They're usually boys on tinder who are trying to flirt or compliment me, and whenever someone calls me thick I actually nearly burst into tears. It's depressing, I think I look good but I associate the word thick with fat. I've had many guys say I was "definitely not skinny" or that I "had some extra weight in the right places", after my weightloss. It could be the way I'm shaped. I'm naturally very curvy with a smaller waist. I get so many disgusting comments about the way I look. So many men are perverted and it makes me feel like less of a human. Thinking about all of those comments make me cry. It's ruining my chances at dating because I'm so sensitive about the way I look. I've had so many falling outs with guys because they thought I was overreacting or too sensitive whenever they made a comment towards my body. My self esteem is at an all time low, I just want the world to see me as thin. P.S. I'm sorry if this isn't the right place to post this, idk where else to go. Does anyone know other subreddits that would be a good help? [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 09:15 AM PDT hello I am the dumbest person ever. So ever since lockdown came I decided to eat 1200 calories a day to speed up the loss as I did 1400 and didn't see many changes. I have been doing pretty well at 1200. Until today. I downloaded my a calorie counting app and I logged everything into it. My lunch was 400 calories in my head and in the app- perfect. Until I log in a sauce I used; RANCH. not expecting it to be so frickin HIGH IN CALORIES ARE U SERIOUS. so in the past month, as i recently discovered ranch (I'm from UK) I love it, but it has added probably like 400 calories in the day of having it. I'm so upset I feel like all my hard work was for nothing. I feel like an idiot for not checking the label like I do for everything else. But it'll be okay. Tomorrow is a new day :/ LOL oh well I'll survive [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 10:52 PM PDT I never thought I'd get here. Tbh, I didn't think I'd live much past 26 because I knew it was only a matter of time before my health caught up to me. In May of last year my grandmother passed away from dementia; during that last week of her life my family started looking at me differently, as if measuring the sand left in my hour glass. A nurse told my family one way they were tracking my grandmothers progression was by counting her breaths in a minute. We tried not to, but morbid curiosity got the better of us so we learned how to count her breaths. I just didn't know my brother was counting mine. He told me I was straining to breath in my sleep. A few days later a doctor told me I have obstructive sleep apnea requiring a pressure of 16, the highest my doctor had seen. 118 apneas an hour. My grandmother died a few days after my appointment. Everyone was worried I was next on the docket, telling me I needed to get healthier because they weren't sure they could go through something like that so soon after this experience. I told my family I'd lose some weight, cause their worrying killed me inside. It's been almost a year and I've lost 98 pounds today (238 currently). I've got a job, paying back my student loans a little at a time, with some money in my pocket. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy I've lost some weight. But I still feel depressed as if nothing in my life has really changed; I wake up, go to work, come home, and play my video games. It's been that way for a few years now. I don't know what I really want here. I want to celebrate 100 pounds with my family to reassure them I'm getting healthier; they know I've lost weight but not how much. But at the same time I feel like nothing is any different. I just want some advice or wisdom from someone who's been in my spot. Maybe an idea of how to celebrate a 100 pounds with my family. Thanks for reading. [link] [comments] |
| Overcoming challenges while staying at home Posted: 26 Apr 2020 08:34 PM PDT 19F 5'7" SW 160lb | CW 157 | GW 147 I have nobody to share this with and know this community is incredibly warm. I've been at home for about 6 weeks now. It's hard because my mom controls what is in the kitchen and is not supportive of my efforts to modify my eating behaviors but also constantly commented on my college weight gain when I first came home. Well, I'm doing the best I can with what I have and the past two weeks (and especially this past week of increased discipline) have yielded scale results! Even though the food available is not ideal for cleaner eating, with CICO I am making it work, never clocking in above 1500 kcal. It means I have to serve and eat alone so as to avoid incessant comments on what I'm eating, but that's fine. And I'm also more active! This week, I completed some basic at-home cardio and strength workouts five days out of seven. I would have never have done that, before! It's already paying off! My clothes are fitting better and I am beginning to like how I look in the mirror again! What I especially love is that this is the product of trying to be consistent. It's only the beginning, but I will keep pushing forward. It's really hard at home, but I've challenged myself with overcoming it with discipline. Then, I'll know, on my own I will be able to maintain this discipline with even greater control of my own kitchen, next semester. So make the best out of your situation, y'all, and keep pushing forward! [link] [comments] |
| Finally getting to my goal weight after 2 years Posted: 26 Apr 2020 11:14 PM PDT TW Sexual Assault A few years ago I was sexually assaulted several times, which was fairly violent. During my court case I went on anti depressants, and quite honestly fell into a pill addiction as well (benzos for my anxiety/PTSD regarding the assault.) I was dropping out of college. I'm 5'3, and at my worst then- I was at my all time high of 196. After many failed keto diets, fast diets, veganism, etc I found that I should take it easy and just be aware of the calories I'm eating but not to restrict more than 1,200 which I used to try to do 900. Currently today I am 5'3 163lbs
I'm excited about finally seeing results, my skin clear, my mind is clearer , my back hurts less. In less than a year I'll graduate from my Nursing courses. I feel like my goal has never been more attainable :,) [link] [comments] |
| 251 days of progress, from 364.8 to 235.0 pounds. Posted: 26 Apr 2020 03:52 AM PDT 27/M/6'0.5"/HW:~400(?) SW:365 CW:235 GW:180(?) The positives: Started around 400 lbs, which was also my highest weight. Didn't own a scale then, and if I owned the one I have now, I would have exceeded the weight limit anyway. Shirt size decreased from 4XL to 2XL! I can buy clothes at regular stores now! Being able to select clothes easily has made me care about styling myself a lot more. I actually get haircuts and care a bit more about my look. I wear underwear now! Used to run commando all the time because it was too expensive and too hard to find underwear that fit and when I did it was uncomfortable. Not the case anymore. Glasses upgrade get! Caring about myself one way led to caring about myself another. I have moderate astigmatism in my right eye and my left eye is almost perfect. The strong difference between the two led to strong double vision and inability to focus. I can see now! My retail job no longer gives me horrible foot pain at the end of the day, my back no longer hurts from sitting down for too long, and I can walk for miles and miles and not feel any exhaustion. Far cry from what I used to be and not being able to walk a quarter mile without breathing hard. Resting heart rate down 25! Went from ~75 to ~50. Oxygen saturation also went up. I can fit in places. Just like, everywhere, I fit now. Cars, booths, chairs, around people, around things. I can just sorta... live easily. My Dad is really happy with me. He had been trying to get me to lose weight for years and now that I have lost so much he's just so happy to just see me. It's nice. People constantly tell me I'm a different person now and are mostly supportive. I even made a friend from riding in an Uber who had a story of his own to share. My mental acuity is improved. I can just sorta problem solve a little faster. I can think on my feet, literally and figuratively, better. My spinal discs have decompressed and I've gained a respectable half inch or so in height. I can now comfortably say I'm 6'0", nearly 6'1". Feeling full. I used to... always be hungry. Like a bottomless pit. I could eat and eat and eat. Now I just sort of... well I get full and satiated with normal, hell smaller than normal, portions. I feel better about myself. I haven't been this way since high school. I've always been really heavy. My high school clothes, of what I have left, fit really well. I have bones and veins. Obviously I did before, but, well now I notice them. I can look down all the way. Neck fat stopped that before. The negatives: Fell into nicotine addiction via vaping. Planning on quitting soon. But I have an odd feeling I'll succeed. I have good willpower. My weight loss journey forced me to. My body has improved a lot and gotten smaller in most every regard but it feels like my body shape hasn't changed yet. It's a little depressing. I'm not going to lie, attractiveness is a major reason for me to start losing weight, and I don't think I've gained anything in that respect other than my face and how well I take care of myself. Being unhappy or unsatisfied with slower results. My caloric restriction has been very aggresive. The more weight I lose, and the smaller my stomach gets, the easier time I have with smaller amounts of food, the easier it is to taper off into eating as few as 800 per day, which I'm doing now. I don't feel very bad doing this, but as I understand it this may be a little unhealthy. Waiting until now. I'm 27 and it feels like I lost all my young and dumb years to weight. All the girls my age are married or divorced with kids. I still haven't had my first real girlfriend at all yet. (Have had LDRs online, but that's just not the same thing tbh.) Not being able to enjoy food as much. At this point, calories are a burden. I check the nutritional info on everything. If it's too high or isn't partitioned well, I avoid it. If it doesn't have lots of protein and some fiber, I avoid it. Food tastes better but my will to eat for taste alone is drastically lower. Social eating is way harder, and I don't/can't/won't get drunk as much as I kinda wish I could. Even then, unflavored vodka and Sprite zero is the only way I'll go if I do. Watching skinny and fit people eat whatever they want is equal parts depressing and motivating. On one hand, if I did that I wouldn't lose weight and for some reason that sucks. On the other, I'm excited to be normal and enjoy a little tasty something in addition to my normal diet. I still have a long way to go. It's humbling to realize that despite the amount of progress I've made, I still have so far to go, to be where I want to be. And when I'm there, it'll probably take surgery to fully realize my vision. If it was a progress bar, I'd be 70% on it at this point, but sometimes you really wish that 30% would just happen already you know. Methods: Extreme calorie reduction, begun with 2300 and slowly working my way down with each plateau until my present intake of 800-1100 per day. Occasional 24 to 48 hour water fasts. Hard focus on protein with fiber as secondary goal. Swapping all liquid calories to diet or 0 calorie alternatives. Chewing sugar free gum a lot. Increasing activity level with walking, working my job, Fitness Boxing for the Nintendo Switch, and generally trying to avoid fully sedentary days. Vaping a lot. Having a lot of caffiene. Sleeping too much on bad days and probably not enough on good ones. Channeling my depression and self-loathing into self-improvement. For a long time, I didn't do that. I'd escape why I felt that way by any means possible. At some point, it was either commit suicide, eat myself into a heart attack, or do something about it. Getting professional help was not an option to someone without health insurance. While those feelings are still there and really bite me in the ass some days, they've improved. And when I feel them, it's fuel for the fire. I have had 0 cheat days. The few days I've fucked it up, I've punished myself for it. Though that is not the inspirational or positive way to do things, it's ultimately kept me on track. Having some moments to shine in. Clothes have been huge, err... well, getting smaller, lol. Talking to people, taking pictures of myself, getting haircuts, exercising. Making posts like this when I feel bad. When I'm at my worst I try, via whatever non-food means necessary, to reward and remind myself that while I'm not where I want to be, I'm a hell of a lot closer. Sometimes I stare at my smart scale app. It's kind of inspiring to see so many numbers looking better. I used to be off the chart and negative on literally everything. Now I've got into the healthy range for a few things, and I'm close on others. And I'm damn sure on the chart! Looking forward to the future. Before I started, I effectively had none. Now it's the focus of all my efforts. Now I have plans and goals, progress made, and every time I look in the mirror I see someone that is, well, way better off than they used to be. Waiting for Tomorrow is a song I've listened to a lot more times than I'm willing to admit to. And I dream a lot. Being... human. I don't know how to explain it and if tried I might cry. But I feel more human now and that means a lot to me for some silly reason. Anyways, that's it from me for now. I just wanted to share because, well, like I said before -- doing things like these and talking to people about it makes me feel better when I'm having a bad day and I'm kinda having one today. It's also nice to fully lay out my journey, even if some of the details are a little embarrassing or whatever. I can't wait to get a full time job with health insurance and be able to talk to a doctor and get my health properly evaluated for the first time in... 14 years. As the man I am now. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 10:46 AM PDT F19 5'2 SW: 61KG/134lbs CW: 56KG/123lbs GW: 50KG/110lbs I've been stuck on a weight loss plateau for almost a month already and was feeling so sorry and frustrated at myself since the numbers on the scale barely go down. So today, I decided to measure myself out of curiosity. I last measured myself on April 1 and was hoping to measure myself a whole month after that and was surprised to find out my waist went from 29in to A WHOOPING 27.5IN!! WTF!! I didn't think my waist would actually shrink, especially since my weight wasn't going down for a while now. My waist isn't even my target area to lose weight but it's still great to see changes!! Then I measured my thighs as well, which is my target area and made me want to lose weight in the first place, I didn't even notice they went from 55cm(R) & 53cm(L) to 51cm(L/R) IN LESS THAN A MONTH. I've been so busy focusing on the numbers on the scale that I forgot I was supposed to see results elsewhere too! Seeing those results motivated me even more to keep doing what I'm doing right now. I was on the brink of giving up but I'm glad I measured myself a bit early, now I got the energy back to finish this weight loss journey! [link] [comments] |
| Trick that helped me stop snacking in quarantine!! Posted: 26 Apr 2020 01:15 PM PDT My biggest obstacle to eating well in quarantine has been absent minded snacking throughout the day. Nothing ever big enough that I bother to log it, a bit here a handful there, but more then enough to add up to substantial calories at the end of the day. I was getting really frustrated with myself until I came to a seemingly obvious conclusion that if I didn't sit in the living room (adjacent to the kitchen) it would be a lot more effort to get a snack if I needed to go down and then back up a flight of stairs. I've spent the whole morning that id usually spend working in the living room, upstairs instead and haven't snacked a single time!! Came down once for lunch and went right back up :) [link] [comments] |
| Feeling mentally stuck, miserable, and gaining weight rapidly. (23F) Posted: 26 Apr 2020 10:22 PM PDT Hey everyone. I apologize in advance because this might be very long. Basically, my situation is that I am a 23 year old woman who has been out of college for two years and I've really, really let my physical health go and it has gotten to the point that it is taking a toll on my mental well-being. When I was around 19, I lost a good bit of weight through calorie counting and moderate exercise. did not start weighing myself until about half way through my weight loss journey, but if I had to guess, I probably went from ~200 pounds to ~155. I am 5'11, so the difference was pretty dramatic. I went from wearing a US Size 16 to about a US Size 2/4. I felt great. I felt confident in my skin, I enjoyed clothes shopping, and most importantly, a lot of things that used to ail me when I was heavier (chronic headaches, lower back pain, insomnia) seemed to fade away or disappear completely. Any time the weight started to creep back on, I nipped it in the bud and was able to go back down to my "normal" weight pretty easily. A lot of things changed after graduation, however. My graduation coincided with a bad break-up of a long term relationship. Basically, I immediately lost the structure of both school and my relationship. After college, I focused almost exclusively on trying to get into a good law school (studying for the LSAT, etc) while working a series of odd jobs here and there and living at home with my parents. I stopped exercising, I was living a pretty sedentary lifestyle and eating a LOT of garbage. I think I tried to rationalize it by telling myself that I needed to focus all of my energy on my immediate goal (getting into law school) but that was just an excuse for me to let my diet fall by the wayside. The weight gain was not too bad at first, I'd say that in the first 6-8 months, I maybe put on 10-15 pounds. It was noticeable to me, but my doctor seemed unconcerned and confident that I could lose it if it became a problem. But then it really became a problem. I started eating more and more, and soon I surpassed the 200 pound mark. At that point, I tried to lose weight but gave up pretty soon after and then piled more weight on. As of right now, I have no idea how much I weigh, I am genuinely terrified of weighing myself. I feel extremely uncomfortable in my body. I have stretch marks on my chest and ass, I've developed the faint beginning of rolls on my back. All of my clothes are too tight on my arms and thighs. It has taken a lot for me to even admit just how bad things have gotten. I'm probably around 250 pounds at this point, and if I do not do something soon, I will be approaching 300. I was successful in my law school endeavor in that I will be attending Harvard Law this fall, but I don't want to start my law school career this out of shape. I want to get my shit together. I know that for me personally, there is an undeniable link between my physical health and my ability to excel as a student. When I was in undergrad, my retention was better, my sleep was better, my confidence on exams was better, all when I was eating right and getting enough exercise. I want to be that person again, but I feel so stuck. I would appreciate any insight, tough love, words of encouragement, or advice that you have. Thank you all in advance. [link] [comments] |
| Considering Skin Removal Surgery After Loosing 120lbs Posted: 26 Apr 2020 12:47 PM PDT About two years ago I lost about 120 lbs and I have kept the weight off and continued my lifestyle change since then. I am the fittest and in the best shape of my life, however, I have a large amount of loose/excess skin on my stomach. I am very self-conscious about it. I do not take my shirt off at the pool and I always make sure my shorts/pants are able to be pulled up above my waist to 'cover' and keep my excess skin from jiggling around. I have done some research on skin removal and I am curious if I would be a good candidate or if anyone has any experience/lessons learned from their own experience. I have attached a picture to show my progress. https://imgur.com/a/KqFOIyn [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 06:41 PM PDT Male, 48, 5'9, 255 pounds. I recently stopped drinking alcohol, but my weight hasn't dropped because I began eating sweets to curb the craving for alcohol. I'm now 4 months alcohol free and my ice cream binges have dropped dramatically as well as my peanut butter with honey. I've actually started eating fruit. Probably to much, but with time that will also level out. I downloaded my fitness pal and decided to do 1 pound a week which will take 75 weeks. I entered my food for today and it also tracked a walk I took. I'm looking forward to being a part of this community and giving the most encouragement I'm able to provide to others. I know from reading I'll be able to count on everyone to encourage me on those tougher days. Any advice is appreciated and needed. Thank you. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 27 Apr 2020 12:52 AM PDT So, I've been married for 7 years now. Weight started at 165 ish when my husband and I got together. After, and even before we got married, I always got the vibe that I was "too fat" and not really his body type. He was into a mutual gf of ours who is like 5'7" and 120 ish lbs. Pilates body , ectomorph - bigger boobs, lean limbs. I always felt so self conscious around her. My husband and his family are also fatists. I've learned this over time from their comments about heavier people. It's always felt really awkward when he/ his Mom makes some crack about a fat person. It's like, hello, I'm in the room, wth? After an accident at a personal development event in 2004, (where I got injured) he told me that I had to lose weight. Yeah, great timing of his, I know.... I've always been generally athletic but being in a relationship with someone where you don't really feel accepted, amongst other major, impacting factors; like his major depression Our first year of marriage and him telling me in 2003 that "I'm more into him than he is into me", mediocre sex life at best, etc has taken a ***major toll on my self esteem. And for those wondering why the fuck did I marry this guy?! He is a good, honest person, a hard worker, loyal, can be funny/fun, etc... he's not a monster. This isn't a post to simply beat him up and make him sound like a complete asshole... also we were both turning 40 in SF, exhausted from the shit dating scene there and quite frankly, painfully lonely and scared of ending up single forever (which is very easy to do in a place like SF!). But I digress... Now I'm at 208lbs or so at 5'5 1/2 - 5'6". The fattest and most embarrassed I've ever been of my body :( Every time I tell myself I want to lose weight for myself and not for my husband, who Is clearly judging/resenting me due to my weight, or my loving but asshole brother and mother who've made - and make "funny" comments about my weight (like today) - I get overwhelmed, crushed and angry. It's like if I lose weight, I feel like I'm caving into their pressure about how my body is supposed to look. In the past, pre marriage, I've always lost weight for a man or an event, never for me. I feel sick, depressed and flat but cover it up by getting stoned/drinking to feel numb and "happy" and further numb myself to the fact that my husband and I have sex like once every month, if that... On top of it all, I'm highly sexual and he is not. I feel like I am literally starving for sex a majority of the time. I am the "horny husband and my husband is the uptight, prudish wife" :( And I feel like my youth is being wasted without sex. But I won't cheat. I feel like there is so much emptiness/internal conflict in my life that I'm holding onto the fat. And it's literally, emotionally, spiritually etc killing me. I intellectually know that losing weight is "fairly straightforward" but it's an inside job (read:mind/spirit). I feel trapped and like I'm dammed and resentful of my husband and family if I do lose weight, like I'm basically caving into their shitty pressure, and damned if I don't because than I am miserable.... I know that's a lot of info to take in. Has anyone ever dealt with this kind of stuff on your path to committing to getting healthy? Thank you for reading. [link] [comments] |
| [Challenge] European Accountability Challenge: April 27th, 2020 Posted: 26 Apr 2020 10:57 PM PDT Hi team Euro accountability, I hope you're all well! For anyone new who wants to join today, this is a daily post where you can track your goals, keep yourself accountable, get support and have a chat with friendly people at times that are convenient for European time zones. Check-in daily, weekly, or whatever works best for you. It's never the wrong time to join! Anyone and everyone are welcome! Tell us about yourself and let's continue supporting each other. Let us know how your day is going, or, if you're checking in early, how your yesterday went! Share your victories, rants, problems, NSVs, SVs, we are here! [link] [comments] |
| Question regarding hunger when losing weight Posted: 27 Apr 2020 12:22 AM PDT I don't really know if this is the right sub to ask. I've been dieting for over 3 weeks, usually when i started a diet i would feel weak over time or get the urge to eat junk food and snacks, the issue is that i haven't even felt hunger in the last 3 weeks while eating TDEE -500. Another weird side effect i have is that i wake up with immense thirst, no idea if those are correlated. This is good news, but i'm a bit concerned if there is something more behind this. I'm also not eating any junkfood and i'm on track with all my nutrients. Could this be psychological or is there something wrong with me? Is it because my body is using my fat stores as fuel? Any suggestions? Thanks! [link] [comments] |
| Today I realized I've been over estimating my calories burned :( Posted: 26 Apr 2020 06:47 PM PDT Hello! I'm feeling a bit down today and I just need to rant. I've been using strava for the past year during my weight loss journey, I lost weight by cycling and counting calories. I'm 5'1 female went from about 190 pounds down to 130. I usually ate back around half of the calories I burned. Today I realized just how inaccurate strava was for calories burned. Today I went on a 4 mile walk and it said I burned around 500 calories but my moms Fitbit said she only burned around 250 cals (we are basically the same height and size). I'm shocked at how big the difference is. I've been struggling to go below 130 for a few months and I think this is why. Anyway I just needed to rant. I'm gonna buy a fitness watch and hope it gives me more accurate calorie counts. Thanks for reading~ [link] [comments] |
| Chloe Ting 2 Week Shred Results Posted: 26 Apr 2020 05:30 PM PDT Tl;dr? Results at the bottom! I have been losing and gaining weight my whole life. My biggest was 160 and as a five foot female that is a LOT. I'm currently at 140 and my lowest has been 122. Quarantine has been ruining my progress... so I decided to do something with all this free time. I loaded up YouTube and tried a Chloe Ting challenge. I picked the two week program to jumpstart myself. I tend to give up if the project seems to daunting. This was TOUGH. I literally had a poster on my living room wall to force myself to be accountable-each workout I would color in a square. My partner who is essential and working would come home each night and see my progress which really pushed me to keep going. There were times I literally thought I would throw up. Working out has never been a big part of my weight loss journey so I wasn't sure if this would even give me results. That being said I am stronger now than I was at the start and I do feel motivated to try a less intense but longer workout program! Results: Here are some before and after photos. I lost a total of two pounds in two weeks. I was also on a very strict WW diet plan. I only took measurements around my waist but I did go from 31 inches to just over 29 inches. Overall I would recommend this for anyone with a solid drive who is looking for something to get them back into gear. Not for the faint of heart! [link] [comments] |
| The minute I removed emotion from this, I was just fine Posted: 26 Apr 2020 03:06 AM PDT Yes, slightly edited Mr Robot quote as the title :) Hello everyone. I'm 32F 5'5 1/2 and I've been struggling with with my weight since I was about 13 years old. Looking back, I was a serious sugar and carb addict, and overate these things massively. The night of my high school graduation, I was my highest recorded weight ever: 171 pounds, almost obese. Living in a country in Europe in which most people are fairly slim, this made me the fattest girl in my high school. That same night, I was told that if only I wasn't so fat, I might be one of the prettiest girls of my graduation class. A rather disordered emotional relationship with weight loss followed. I moved to South Korea shortly after graduation and quickly dropped 15 pounds there without even trying, just from not having an abundance of sweets and bread to eat. But I still wasn't slim. Compared to the finely-boned Korean girls, I was still big and heavy. I started actively trying to lose weight, going on multiple day juice fasts and overexercising at the gym until I binged. Rinse and repeat. Over the next 10 years, I still bounced anywhere between 135 and 165 lbs. Though this is 'only' overweight rather than obese at the higher end, I had a lot of excess fat on my abdomen, which is unfortunately the most dangerous area of the body to store it in. My emotional health would be heavily dependent on my current weight. I repeated the following pattern during all this time: periods of eating "whatever I wanted", slipping back into my sugar addiction until my clothes no longer fit. Then dieting to get back to a level where I could comfortably fit again, eventually reach a plateau, and binge out of frustration. Yes, I successfully managed never to cross the line into obesity, but I was far from healthy. I don't believe I qualify as bulimic because my disordered eating was infrequent, but I stuck a finger down my throat more times than I'm happy to admit. Two months ago, in February 2020, after my clothes once again started to not fit me well anymore, I started my most recent round of weight loss. But it's different this time. In fact, it's so different that this time, more than any other, I'm confident that I can reach all my goals, and more. The secret? Somehow, I've managed to remove negative emotion from the process. I am an engineer, but somehow, the critical thinking skills that help me to do my job faltered in the face of accepting and working with the numbers on a scale. Somehow, I use natural laws at work all day every day, but would react to unexpected numbers on a scale with crying and a disproportionate emotional reaction, rather than analyzing where these numbers came from. I'm down to 142 lbs as of this morning, down 8 pounds since early February. It's up one pound from last week, even though I ate between 1200-1500 calories every day, with consistent HIIT exercises and long walks. A year ago, I would have despaired, emotionally grappled with this gain, restricted more and led myself down a path with only a binge as its logical end. This time, I'm going to keep on what I've been doing, and TRUST THE LAWS OF PHYSICS. Math doesn't care about my feelings. My body only works with what I give it and what I take from it and fat is burned according to simple metabolic processes that are entirely under my control. That extra pound I gained after a week of sticking to my calorie budget is not an accurate reflection of the progress I've made. How much water weight my body holds on to is NOT under my control, unlike the amount of calories I give it. So there is absolutely no logical reason to stress about it. And it's exactly this confidence that is making me think that this 'round' of weight loss will finally be it. The healthy, sustainable, reasonable journey into a fitter life. I know, it's easier said than done. For many of us, our weight is intrinsically tied to our self-worth and our confidence. Gaining weight feels like a failure. Going over our allocated budget for a day feels like failure. I still need to take a second to fight down the panic and to return to a more objective state of mind, but for the first time in my life, reason is winning. I fully believe that this is the most important aspect for weight loss. Believe that you are in control. Believe that you will lose weight if the CICO balance is negative. Maybe not right now, maybe not even in a week, but at the end of it all, the fat will go if you eat the amount of calories your body needs to maintain a certain level of fat, and no more. Internalizing that it's all under my control -- and that keeping control is easy so long as I don't let panic, fear, and doubt cloud my judgment -- has been the single most important step I've taken toward a healthier life. Again, it's easier said than done. But don't give up. It took me 18 years of ineffective dieting to muster up the strength to shrug off an unexpected water weight gain, but I hope some of you can get there sooner. We've got this. EDIT: Holy crap, GOLD?! Never happened to me, ever. Thank you! [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 26 Apr 2020 07:04 PM PDT I tried keto for a month or two and lost some decent weight but slipped back into my old habits. I've used this relapse to really think about why I slipped away and how I've felt about that. My conclusion is that eating healthy takes a lot of time and effort and simply put, it just kinda sucked. I spent a decent amount of time tracking my calories for meals that I spent a lot of time making and researching and it felt like a lot of effort. Then I didn't even really enjoy the meals. Here's where I think I can turn it around: do I just have to accept the fact that eating healthy is going to suck for a while no matter what and I just have to power through it? Does it get easier? I really have a hard time eating leafy greens by themselves and really envy the people who can just plow through them like no problem and be satisfied in their meal. Is there hope? Are my tastebuds just made to not like leafy greens? Or do I have to suck it up and power through? [link] [comments] |
| Haven't seen fiancee in months due to Covid19, gained weight, today journey towards health begins Posted: 26 Apr 2020 03:13 PM PDT I havent seen my fiancee since January due to the quarantining in NYC while she is in another state in the Midwest and I feel awful, I weighed myself for the first time in months last night and gained 40 lbs and today is the day I begin my joruney. I want to at least get into slightly better shape before I see her, I feel terrible for how lazy and sedentary I've been but I have all the motivation in the world at this moment and I WILL eat healthy and workout for the next month before I see her again. The mental boom I went through was hard, weight gain led to depression but I am in a mental state now with tons of motivation and I hope it continues. I am not only going at this for myself, in fact, it's mostly because I want to look good for my fiancee. Please wish me luck, my journey starts today [link] [comments] |
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