Weight loss: As I type this I am 8,000 steps into a 10,000 step walk. I now do this 4 to 5 times a week. 6 months ago I couldn't do my grocery shopping without feeling winded. |
- As I type this I am 8,000 steps into a 10,000 step walk. I now do this 4 to 5 times a week. 6 months ago I couldn't do my grocery shopping without feeling winded.
- My family sat me down a few days ago and accused me of being 'anorexic'... I'm over 250 pounds.
- For the first time in my life, I weigh less than my driver's license says I do!
- 7 Days. I just want 7 Days.
- Overweight > anorexic > stable and Healthy - My story, and what I learned from beating a 30 year struggle with eating
- Exactly a year apart - thank you r/loseit!
- How many opportunities have I lost
- It’s been years since I’ve felt this light on my feet.
- NSV: My clothes fall off my body, and healing my 10+ year bad relationship with food
- I lost my first 4 lbs!
- I hate not having the Gym
- NSV - stretch marks are shrinking!
- I think I'm skinny when I am fat
- My first week in my journey!
- Had a bad day, but I won't let it turn into a bad attitude
- Overcoming the Weekend Binge?
- Cried after seeing old pictures
- I finally broke the mold! (Mini-Goal achieved)!
- I’ve lost a significant amount of weight in the last 2 years. I’m having a hard time losing these last 30 lbs because I actually love the way my body looks! Anyone else?
- Lost motivation but getting back into it
- Finally out of a month long slump and feeling GREAT!
- This time for real. I owe this to myself.
- Heyyyy everyone...Im back?
- 30 Day Accountability Challenge - Day 28
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 08:32 AM PDT I have lost 29lbs so far from intermittent fasting since January, ADF since April, and some form of cardio since February 4 to 5 times a week in the form of walking and before the gym closed, on the elliptical. Like I said in the title when I would do my weekly grocery shopping just walking around Walmart would have me feeling winded. I would insist my boyfriend let me push the cart so I could lean on it a little bit for support. I was 319 pounds and in denial. Twice this week I wanted to break my fast and go get Taco Bell (my absolute kryptonite) instead of walking. 6 months ago I would have done it without a second thought. This time? I decided to still go walking but just made it a more leisurely pace and ended up still getting all of my steps in. By the time it was over the intense craving had passed, and I decided to get some next week as a reward instead. I always used to think I was never a physical person. I hated running, I am clumsy, and horrible at sports. I've been over 300 lbs since Freshman year of high school.To see the shift of my mindset of being able to go for a walk instead of getting my favorite fast food is huge for me. I have PCOS and so I'm losing like a turtle, (hence the ADF) but the inches I have lost are staggering, and the lightness I feel from what I have lost is indescribable. Now that I know how good it feels to move my body I will never stop. Edit: Thank you for the love and awards kind strangers! Hope your part of the world was nice enough to get some sunshine and steps in too! [link] [comments] |
| My family sat me down a few days ago and accused me of being 'anorexic'... I'm over 250 pounds. Posted: 28 Jun 2020 05:17 PM PDT Over the past few weeks, I've been really trying to make some lifestyle changes. Eating cleaner, exercise, etc. I've started tracking my calories, and I intake anywhere from 1200 to 1600 depending on my activity for the day (my job can be strenuous at times). To stay in this range, I typically snack on fruits, veggies, nuts, dry cereal, etc. then have only one large meal a day. This routine I've created has been the most sustainable of my live. I've lost 12 pounds so far. I still need to make a lot of changes, but I've never had such long term, successful weightloss in my entire 22 years on earth. I've been excited and open about this with people in my life. My family has always eaten terribly. I've been fat my whole life. My family is obsessed with sugar, fat, and sodium. Even vegetables when cooked are soaked in butter and bacon. They have no grasp on proper nutrition and health. It's one of the reasons weightloss has been so difficult for all of us over the years. Needless to say, my family's reaction to my new diet has been frustrating. At first, they were supportive. But more and more pressure began to filter in when I would deny dessert or some meal that they made unnecessarily unhealthy by adding globs of fat or sugar. Then they dropped the bomb on me a few days ago. They called me up and asked for me to come visit them. It was an intervention waiting for me. They told me that they were worried about me because they could see me starving myself. I'm only eating one meal a day and won't so much as allow myself to have a slice of pie at the dinner table with my family. I tried to argue and explain that I was eating a perfectly healthy amount of calories. I mentioned tracking my nutrition and that only added fuel to the fire. My mother said I was now 'anorexic' and obsessing over food. She said that 1200 calories was way too little and that I needed to be eating a bare minimum of 2000 a day. I ended up becoming too upset and leaving. They would not hear a word of what I was saying. I'm not starving myself, I don't have an eating disorder, I'm not doing anything damaging to my health. For once, I feel so good about myself and now my family sees my progress as overwhelmingly negative. I'm not sure what sort of advice I'm looking for with this post. I think I mostly need to vent about this stuff to a community who has an understanding of nutrition and weightloss. Thank you for reading this far. EDIT: I would like to clarify that I only stick to 1200 calories a day when I am totally inactive. On days where I exercise or have work, I eat closer to 1600. Also, I'm only 5 feet tall. [link] [comments] |
| For the first time in my life, I weigh less than my driver's license says I do! Posted: 28 Jun 2020 06:17 AM PDT Which also means I just hit onederland! I feel like I've been just a couple pounds from getting below 200 for months, but it's just that as soon as I got below 210, my head went "YAY! Almost there!" and then got impatient when it still took 5 weeks to lose 10 more lbs. Brains are weird like that - especially with big round numbers like 200. But I did it! I still have about 60 lbs to go, but as I've already lost 80 lbs, I know I can do it. And really, the only thing I've done is count calories which has resulted in me drinking less, eating fewer sweets and drinking diet soda instead of regular. So for me, really, it's been all about moderation and it's paid off. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 06:46 PM PDT F26 // H: 5'1" // SW: 152 // CW: 146 // GW: 120-125 I've been working to make healthier choices for food, and slowly phasing out unhealthy processed food. During the week I'm good. Do my workouts, prep meals for work. No sugary snacks. I've even stopped relying on Tim Horton ice Capps to get my through my shift (homemade coffee with a third of the calories, because caffeine is life on night shifts) But everything always goes south on weekends. I'm never able to stick to pre-planned meals. I eat whatever whenever. Still in a weekly calorie deficit, but my progress could be a lot better by now. Starting tomorrow I'm proving to myself that I can do 7 days straight of healthy choices. No more excuses. I'm going to try and use this to keep me accountable. Not really sure what I'll post yet but I'll make daily updates. 7 days. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 02:04 PM PDT I've been thinking about how to put this into words for a long, long time. Maybe about a year. So, this post is going to be a novella. I've struggled with eating my entire life, and I am finally, finally, finally at a healthy, stable weight with a healthy mindset towards food. But it wasn't easy to get here. I'm two years stable, and sometimes the gratitude I feel that I am no longer entrapped by food, anxious about food, or fixated on food still brings me to my knees. I'm free. I don't care what I'm having for dinner later. At all. I'll figure it out when I'm hungry. It'll probably be something healthy. Maybe it won't. Regardless, I never spend time thinking about what's in my kitchen cabinets, and my weight doesn't move. It's bliss. Since the minute I popped out of my mother's womb, I had eating issues. The first story my mom tells about me is the time I shoved my face in an ice cream cone at the age of 2. As a kid, through my teens, and into my early 20s, I was overweight. And no wonder - I ate until I felt sick almost daily. I ate until my stomach hurt, every single meal. I ate mountains of sugar, raided friends' houses for treats, ate other people's lunches, spent all my money on sweets, the whole thing. I don't know how much I weighed, I was too nervous to get on a scale. I was big. I hated it, and wanted to change it, but I didn't know how. If you'd asked me if I was eating healthy, I would have said 'yes'. If you'd asked me what I'd had for breakfast, I would have told you I had a coffee and a bagel. Of course, to me, a huge frappuccino and a ginormous bagel with a mound of cream cheese was "a bagel and coffee". Looking back, I was probably putting down 4000-6000 calories a day - it's surprising I wasn't bigger. I never got a very scientific nutritional education, so I didn't know why I was overweight, I just was. And I thought I was destined to stay that way. I went through all the stuff big girls do, lots of crying in bathing suits, we've all been there, it sucks. I went off to college, and in my early 20s, I started hanging out with a new group of friends. Unlike me, they were all super fashionable, vegetarian, and thin. Slowly, without really noticing it, I adopted their habits, the healthy and unhealthy ones. I started smoking cigarettes. I partied a lot. I also ate less meat. I ate less in general. I was so busy hanging out with my new crew that I stopped binging so much. I didn't notice myself becoming thinner until one day I tried on one of other girls' pairs of pants, and they fit. But in the mirror, I still saw myself as overweight. I wanted to lose more, so I read up on nutrition, learned about calories, and stumbled across that sad old adage that women lose weight at 1200 calories a day. Now, I'm a tall lady, at 5'11". 1200 calories is an arbitrary number at best, and for me, at that height, is way too low. But the number stuck in my head, and I decided that' would be my new maintenance "just to be on the safe side". And that's when the anorexia started. I didn't realize it *was* anorexia until years later. I didn't characterize it as starving myself - I was being "healthy". Years went by. My weight crept lower and lower, but I was never happy with it. I was always in a state of combat with my body. I was walking about 1.5 hours per day, eating a max of 1300 calories. And the lower my weight got, the more my whole life revolved around tracking everything I put in my mouth. I was absolutely petrified of going back to being overweight. And as a binge-eater at heart, I felt like I was always only one real slip away from sliding right back down that slope. So I counted, re-counted, and counted again. I logged everything I ate. I started logging sticks of gum. I set that 1200 goal every morning, and if I reached it, I would cancel all the rest of my social plans so I didn't eat any more. I started taking sleeping pills at 8pm so I wouldn't have another meal. I was not in a good place. The sad part was, mentally, I was just as obsessed with food as I had been when I was overweight. I spent hours looking at recipes I wouldn't ever make. I measured every morsel on a food scale. I never got super emaciated, but I came close. At my lowest weight, I was 118 pounds. My hair started falling out in chunks. I lost my period. My boobs totally disappeared. My resting heart rate was so low, the doctor thought his equipment was broken - I was almost hospitalized. I was so exhausted that a single bike ride would lay me out for 3 days. I was anemic. I had this weird intuitive sensation that I was going to die. Yet I had no idea what was causing the problem. I was eating so many vegetables! I exercised! I wasn't over-eating anymore! Healthy, right? I Googled my symptoms a hundred times, went to the doctor, but couldn't sort it out until one day I stumbled on a pro-anorexia forum. I was completely floored to read that my eating habits and mental processes around food were exactly what these people were describing. The realization that I had an eating disorder hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew immediately I had to fix it. I won't talk through the whole process. It took a couple of years, lots of ups and downs, yadda yadda. But the short version is, I had never eaten healthily. I thought my natural state was overeating, and I wasn't willing to go back to that. I scoured every single - and I do mean every single - YouTube video, blog post, scientific study, eating disorder website, Wikipedia page, forum, and subreddit on healthy eating, trying to figure out the right way to eat to stay a healthy weight, while not being constantly hungry. I felt cursed - overweight or underweight, I'd been hungry my whole life, and more than anything else, I wanted to stop thinking about food all the time. Just get on with other things. But I thought I was built wrong, so balance was out of my reach, and I had to rely on a predetermined system to control hunger for me. Which approach, though? Low carb? Paleo? Keto? Vegetarian? HCLF? Or just focus on CICO, the science that underpins it all? I tried them all on for size, gained a ton, lost some, yo-yo'ed all over the place, finally forced myself into a healthy weight and started maintaining there, but my mind wasn't in the right place, my whole life was still centered on tracking the macros, the numbers, the bad foods. I always felt like I was about to "slip" in either direction, too high or too low. But one day, it occurred to me that the people I know that have the healthiest relationships with food also have the most stable weights. They just… eat food. It seemed like magic to me. How did they do that? Seemed so simple for them. It's not that they didn't consider what they were eating, it's just that they laid a healthy train track, and then put the train on autopilot and let it chug along without thinking too hard. As long as the tracks were pointing in the right direction, their bodies handled the rest. So, something occurred to me: it wasn't a strict diet I needed, it was a different mindset. I had to use CICO and healthy eating to lay the right groundwork. But then I had to take my hands off the wheel and live my life, not micromanage the process. I never thought I'd be able to be one of those people that can say that "no matter what I do, I don't gain weight". But I am, now. Scientifically, of course, that's BS. If I switched to a diet of 4000 calories a day and scarfed a bunch of junk, I'm sure my weight would go up. But practically speaking, now that both the overeating and the undereating are gone, it feels true. What I really mean is, that the track is laid in a healthy way, and I can eat to satiety, not obsessively track calories, and as long I'm eating reasonably whole foods, I don't gain weight. I eat around 2000-2300 calories a day to maintain, or at least I was the last time I checked. What's bizarre to me is that my weight has been insanely stable - 65k (143 pounds) almost on the nose - for the last 2 years. My macros have changed, by body composition has changed, sometimes I exercise more, sometimes less, but no change in weight. Not a single decimal place. Having been on both sides of this equation, I sympathize deeply with so many different approaches to weight management. I understand why the HAES folks feel the way they do about CICO: some people haven't found a way to track calories without the process sucking all the joy out of their lives. So I don't blame them for deciding that it's just not worth it to spend your cognitive surplus agonizing about the size of your ass, your mind consumed with numbers, the pleasure taken out of every social occasion. And I understand the anger and desire to fight back against being treated as less than human for making that choice. But I disagree that the solution is to give up on yourself and just decide to eat badly forever. And overeating junk is just as unhealthy as giving in to alcoholism, or drug addiction. Sure, you like consuming that stuff… but it's not good for your body, and it's only a temporary joy for your mind. I also deeply sympathize with those who've found refuge in cold, hard science. They've applied math and dedication to achieving something that takes extraordinary willpower, focus and determination. And they've seen results, of course they have - thermodynamics works. And if you can do CICO without getting mentally crushed by the process, either because you failed or because you succeeded too well, then awesome. Simple fix. But I disagree that calories are the be-all, end-all of weight management. I think that calorie tracking is a great tool for laying that healthy track down in the right direction, especially when you can't hear your own body's signals well and you don't know how to eat right, but I don't think the ultimate goal is to make your math brain permanently take over functions that your body knows how to handle. I think we all came into this world knowing how to breathe, piss, mate and eat. We let nature roll on the first three, but we mess up our ability to eat by letting poor nutrition and overthinking get in the way. It sure seems to me that when bodies have access to enough vitamins, minerals, and all that good stuff, they can take a little more punishment and regulate weight a little better, and maintenance is easier. If you eat too much junk, sure, you'll lose weight if you're in a deficit, but your body doesn't have the nutrients it needs to regulate well, so maintenance and stability is harder. So, the goal, in my mind, is to get to both a state of healthy nutritional consumption and a place of mental patience, where you can hear and respond to your body's signals, and your body has the right things it needs to survive optimally - after all, it's been programmed to do just that for the last several million years. Some people call that "intuitive eating"... I just call it "eating". It's just eating. If I could go back to the beginning and give my overweight self a plan to lose weight sustainably while maintaining my mental health, a plan derived from the best advice and tricks I've gathered over the years, this is what I'd say to myself:
As with most things in life, gentle nudges, rather than brute force, work best. So that's what I do now, it's what I should have done then, and it's a whole new world. [link] [comments] |
| Exactly a year apart - thank you r/loseit! Posted: 28 Jun 2020 03:35 AM PDT https://imgur.com/a/8JMQhX7 30F 5ft8 SW:165 (after baby) CW:125 The first pic was exactly a year ago, almost 9 months pregnant. I assumed I would bounce back to normal (140ish) quickly like I did after my first baby. I didn't. After the baby was born, I was 165lb and couldn't fit into any of my summer clothes. I genuinely don't have any pictures of myself because I was so upset about how I looked. I cried every morning putting maternity clothes back on. I've never dieted, I had no idea how. I thought I just had to eat some salads and the weight would fall off. Then I found reddit. Communities like this taught me about CICO. I bought a food scale. I logged everything on MFP. I started exercising. 5 months later, I hit my first goal of 136lb. I maintained it through the holidays. I caught the exercising bug, started incorporating running which I previously hated, weight lifting, HIIT training. I have steadily dropped down to 125 and maintained it for the last few months. My eating habits have changed permanently, and exercise is part of my regular daily routine. I have so much more energy and feel so good. The whole family is eating much better and more active than before. I honestly am so glad that I gained so much that pregnancy because it forced me to look at my lifestyle. I have been skinny fat my whole life, eating crap and never really exercising. Looking back I was so lethargic and unmotivated. I couldn't be more grateful to all the contributors for their advice and support! [link] [comments] |
| How many opportunities have I lost Posted: 28 Jun 2020 04:08 PM PDT How many opportunities have I lost being so overweight. It's not just not being able to keep up with people, it's the mental toll. I hold myself back from doing so many things because "I'll be skinnier in a few months and then people won't stare at me like I'm disgusting." And that cycle goes on FOREVER. I don't date, I don't swim, I don't do outdoor activities. I've missed opportunities on boys who actually liked me because I thought I was too fat, and they end up dating a girl around my size. I can't deal with the extra weight on my body or my mind anymore. So let's try another day 1 tomorrow. Side note if anybody needs accountability/venting friends feel free to PM me! I clearly do lol [link] [comments] |
| It’s been years since I’ve felt this light on my feet. Posted: 28 Jun 2020 04:04 PM PDT SW: 330 CW: 267 GW: 180 Like my title says this is the first time in many many years I've felt this light on my feet. Like I can feel it, it's such a weird feeling. After having two kids and getting depressed I ballooned up to 330 and stayed that way. Earlier this year I committed myself to eating better and got down to 303 and the last two months I've buckled down my eating and activity level and as of today I'm 267. It's been hard. I started with ADF but have lately switched to OMAD and feel a lot better. Weird things: I haven't dropped a pant size or shirt size yet which is a little irksome although they fit better. I did drop a bra size though. I told myself I'd buy myself a treat when I get to 250. This journey began when my knees started hurting and they still hurt but it's less and a different pain then when I started. It's not debilitating anymore although I do still get very stiff at night and so I've started stretching before bed. I'm so excited to be on this journey! Edited for weird autocorrect things I didn't catch. [link] [comments] |
| NSV: My clothes fall off my body, and healing my 10+ year bad relationship with food Posted: 28 Jun 2020 09:24 PM PDT My scrubs (which I JUST BOUGHT) fall off my body now. Shorts from HS don't fit, and even my family has noticed I'm smaller. All Non-Scale Victories I am happy about, but the most important win has been the mental game. (for reference, I started at about 160lbs as an 18-year-old female at 5ft 8inches) Food was security when I felt lonely, happiness when I felt sad, and relaxation when I felt anxious. I'm 18, and I've been "trying to lose weight" for 10+ years. That means this insecurity and bad relationship to food started in childhood. Childhood! I remember 9 year old me pirating Insanity and P90X videos because I wanted to lose weight so badly. Because of my terrible relationship with food, it never worked. Any weight I lost I always gained back. Dieting felt like torture. I would work out to dizziness and not understand why. It took me until now, 10 years later, to realize I've gone my whole life without listening to my body.I've dropped somewhere between 10-12 pounds in quarantine by just listening to what my body needs. No crazy workouts, no hyper-restriction, just listening to what she's asking for. Here are a couple of things I've learned.
I think at some point we conditioned to eat just because that's the time of day we think we're supposed to eat - not the case! I've been telling myself to eat when hungry, stop when full as my mantra. Some days, I eat lunch (I don't eat breakfast) at 1:30pm, sometimes it's 5pm. What's important is I'm respecting my body's cues to hunger makes me more aware and in control. Once you're in control, no one can stop you. Differentiating my emotions and perceptions from my real, empty stomach hunger was a game-changer.
I didn't realize how much I wanted umami flavor (hard to find when you're a lazy vegan) was only because I was deficient in iron, vitamin B12, and calcium. My body was crying out for foods it knew had these vitamins, so of course, it was asking for chips and fries and burgers with plenty of fat and cheese and grilled onions, all hard to eat in moderation. Take a daily multivitamin (I buy gummy ones to keep things fun) if you aren't already - it might help make your cravings for salt/sugar/umami easier! Articles hereto learn more.
I had carried so much negative self-talk for years. I would look in the mirror and find a new thing to point out. If you tell yourself that you're ugly and fat, guess what... you're going to continue to feel that way! But if you begin to change that narrative, not by just saying "you're a bold beautiful insert cheesy quote here" but things that YOU actually believe for yourself, that becomes your reality. I told myself, "You've gone through so many obstacles, and still your heart has never stopped beating." I'm not discounting the challenges but acknowledging my power to overcome. hope this helps someone. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 01:32 PM PDT I still can't believe it. I went to the mall in 22 June to buy some stuff, and there was a public scale, and since I don't own a scale at home I decided to weigh myself. I found out I'm 78 kgs, my BMI was 31 which meant for the first time in my life I'm obese ... (78kgs is a lot for someone my height which is 160 cms). I knew I had to make a change right there and then. I joined all the weight loss communities in reddit and discovered intermittent fasting. In one week, I started by 16:8, and then even tried 20:4 for one day. I didn't go over 1200 calories in my eating windows. I also did some aerobic dancing workout (not more than 30 minutes). Today I went to buy a jumping rope and found a public scale again. I weighed myself, not hoping to lose anything, when I found that I already lost 2.1 kgs! I was shocked and so happy. I know it's just water weight (that's why it's a lot) but it's a start. Tomorrow the gyms are finally re-opening, and I'm going to start doing 20:4 everyday in order to lose the 18 kgs I need to lose. I'm sick and tired of my college friends knowing me as the fat friend. I would like to thank the Reddit weight loss community, it was the main reason for this start :) I hope I lose some more. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 09:47 PM PDT Long post, more of a rant since I just needed somewhere to type all this and get it out of my head. I don't expect anyone to actually read all this: For me, the gym was a place of solitude. I hate running, I hate being out in front of other people. At the gym of course you get the equipment but it's like a little haven of people who are non judgemental and there for one purpose: work out. Not only that, but cardio is hard where I'm at. Being outside triggers my allergies BADLY, and when it's not pollen season it's raining here so being outside is not an Option really. That and driving to and from the gym was integral to my routine. I had a set activity I was going to do most of my days and that gave me something to plan towards, prepare towards, structure my day around. I listen to music on the drive to and from and in the gym. It kept me inspired to learn new riffs or try to make more beats since that's what I like to do in my free time. Now.. there's no gym. I tried body weight exercises I tried jump roping and I can do it but not consistently, and I don't get nearly as much as I do from the gym. I've been letting myself deteriorate into fatness and gluttony and just generally being a lazy piece of shit since it's summer and i can't do anything outside really with my friends or other people or anywhere. I don't want to even go outside anymore cuz I hate how much muscle I lost and how much fat I put on. I make certain to avoid all friends and family not for safety reasons #1 at this point But because I just can't stand to be seen in my new figure. I hate it. I hate not wanting to go outside. I hate not wanting to see people. I hate not having my own place of meditation and stress relief. Literally the month I stopped going to the gym I got incredibly sick for 1-2 months. I just miss my place man. Fuck coronavirus I hope to god or whoever is out there this shit ends soon. I can't stand being miserable all the time [link] [comments] |
| NSV - stretch marks are shrinking! Posted: 28 Jun 2020 10:19 PM PDT I had these horrendous stretch marks on my upper arms that I've been self conscious of since last year. The guy I have been seeing knows I hate their existence but love having that area rubbed. After not seeing each other (due to quarantine) he went to rub my arms and remarked that the marks had significantly shrunk! I had thought so but wasn't sure if I was going crazy or not since I didn't have pictures. Last year I started going ham at the gym to tone my arms. I met with a personal trainer to help me figure out the best exercises to target the triceps. But he recommended what I was already doing, told me my form was great. I expected to see a massive transformation within months but NOTHING changed. During quarantine I was going strong with the workouts before taking a break due to injury & then recently getting back into it. I truly believe resistance band workouts, healthy eating, and low weights/high reps played a huge role in reducing the size of my arms. My arms have been a huge insecurity and it's such a huge relief to know they are actually getting smaller. [link] [comments] |
| I think I'm skinny when I am fat Posted: 29 Jun 2020 01:05 AM PDT I don't know if this happens to anyone else because I can't seem to find any information on it. When I don't look at the mirror, I have a set image of myself in my mind. I think I'm still the skinny self I was a few years back. I'm currently overweight based on bmi even though I work out 6 times a week and eat about 1800kcal for about 5ft (154cm) I usually think I look fine until I see myself in pictures and I start to notice my arms and tummy and thighs look fat. And I start to wonder if I need to lose weight. I don't know if anyone understands the feeling of I think I look fine but based on scientific or normal standards I should be losing weight cos it's healthier. Also, based on my weighing scale my body fat is 38% (I'm female btw) but I don't know how accurate it is, which is still high. But i have a lot of muscle and strength compared to my other peers. Should cutting fat be a concern? [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 11:55 AM PDT I finished the first week of my CICO weight loss journey and I lost 2.5 lbs! I really needed to tell someone that. I haven't shared with any of my family that I'm trying to lose weight. My parents are the source of some serious weight related childhood trauma and I don't want to engage that way. Plus, my daughter is four, and I'd rather her see me doing healthy things and copy that instead of her knowing that I'm unhappy with my body and her thinking she should be, too. She's a healthy kid, she doesn't need that. Anyway, I know it's not a lot but I had a couple of days where I was discouraged and didn't expect much, so it was exciting to see this on the scale. It's good encouragement to keep chugging forward on the long road ahead. [link] [comments] |
| Had a bad day, but I won't let it turn into a bad attitude Posted: 28 Jun 2020 08:14 PM PDT Hey all, lurker here mostly, I log on the Loseit! Tracker for daily calorie intake as I'm on this journey to lose 40 pounds. Usually my kryptonite is alcohol, but my consumption is way down since I'm prescribed accutane and mixing that with alcohol is a no-no. WITH THAT BEING SAID... I made some poor choices late in the evening on Saturday after having made great food choices earlier in the day, and before I knew it I had consumed half a bottle of svedka with a can of Sprite. So today, of course I had this horrible hangover and I didn't have the energy to try to work out, so I felt extra guilty for being my own downfall. But you know what? I logged those calories, and today I ate light making good food choices. So I had one bad day. It's not going to derail my progress as long as I accept it and forgive myself, and just start again tomorrow. We all mess up. It's fine. The good thing is I'm pretty sure we all have more good days than bad ones. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 11:06 PM PDT Hey all! So far, I've lost almost 70 pounds in the last 10 months which I'm very proud of. It was initially just becoming more active and eating better/ not getting take out throughout the week. Then it became CICO 5-6/7 days - week and running/ walking 5k most days. However, I've noticed that recently my weight loss seems to have plateaued a bit and I feel the need to shake things. I feel that one of my final remaining bad habits is my weekend binge. After a week of healthy eating and CICO, I like to get take out on the weekend and usually get snacks to enjoy too - the issue is, this can become quite excessive. However, recently, after doing this I've felt uncomfortably full and I've found that even whilst eating, I'm not even enjoying it really. It's definitely a bad habit that I just need to work my way out of. Any advice on how to do this? I do great all week and then I get to the weekend and it's like a switch in my head goes off and I just crave all this unhealthy food. Any advice for how to overcome this would be great! [link] [comments] |
| Cried after seeing old pictures Posted: 29 Jun 2020 12:08 AM PDT I attended a "graduation banquet" type of event today (of course everyone was six feet apart and it was outdoors) where part of the festivities included a slideshow of all our class memories. I was mortified every tome my picture came up because I was so fat in them. My face was literally so puffy and I just looked so ugly. I went home and cried because I felt so upset that I had been so ugly in my high school years and that I had liked boys but of course none liked me because I was so ugly. I felt ashamed that I had ever looked like that and I just cried. I used to be 5'3" and 125 lbs and I know it doesn't sound bad but I'm Asian and carry the weight poorly, mostly in my face. How can I get over this so I don't react like this when I see old photos and how can I stop seeing the "fat girl" when I look at myself now? [link] [comments] |
| I finally broke the mold! (Mini-Goal achieved)! Posted: 28 Jun 2020 08:20 PM PDT (Age and weight details can be seen in my user flair). This won't be a lengthy post or anything, I just wanted to say that after three years and just one day before my 20th birthday, I have FINALLY stepped off the plateau I have been stuck on between 240 and 225 lbs! This comes just after a little over a month of using the caloric deficit method along with my regular workout routines. This is honestly the best birthday gift I could have asked for, and I couldn't be happier or more confident in myself. I am going to beat this weight loss game with flying colors, and YOU ARE TOO! My next mini-goal is to get below a BMI of 30, meaning I will no longer be clinically obese. Stay safe and stay healthy, folks! God bless! [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 10:01 AM PDT Guys, I never thought I would have this problem. I'm 30 lbs away from having a healthy BMI. I've lost 80 lbs in total. And even though I'm not considered slim, I'm still chubby, I really freaking like the way I look. I don't have a flat tummy and my arms are still full of lots of life and like to jiggle, and in general I am extra squishy all over. I found it much easier to lose weight when I hated the way my body looked. My body currently has lots of physical scars but it doesn't even bother me...I am so proud of what my body can do and I don't have hateful thoughts when I look at myself in the mirror even when I see my bare jiggly tummy or I catch a glimpse of the cellulite on my thighs. I'm still active (I walk every day, run 1-2xs a week, hike every two weeks, etc) but my food intake/quality of nutrition has been very inconsistent and not the healthiest which is why I haven't lost weight. I just don't feel a sense of urgency to lose it like i did before. I never thought I would ever love my body for what it is in the process of losing weight. I find myself thinking "I would be more than okay looking like this forever" but I know I am still at an unhealthy weight which is why I am determined to lose 30 more. Can anyone else relate? Any words of wisdom would be greatly appreciated here! [link] [comments] |
| Lost motivation but getting back into it Posted: 29 Jun 2020 12:38 AM PDT I started my journey, got maybe three weeks in, saw great results, and just...stopped. I haven't weighed myself in so long, I haven't done cico in so long, and now we're having extended family come over soon. I have 2 weeks before my aunt shows up and 4 weeks until my grandma arrives. I've been so disappointed in myself and I refused to open this app because I knew the shame I would feel. And then my friend sent me a video of us from maybe 4 years ago. A video where I was laughing and having fun but looked absolutely grotesque. My double chin (or was it triple) was embedded there and my face was so fat that I didn't even recognize myself. Granted, the angle itself wasn't a flattering one but I know I weigh the exact same as I did then. And I decided that this is IT. I've said it a million times but it's now or never. Cico and exercise. I'm not going to let binges last two weeks. I'm going to watch this subreddit on the daily so I don't fall off the wagon. Thank you guys for being so inspiring. [link] [comments] |
| Finally out of a month long slump and feeling GREAT! Posted: 28 Jun 2020 04:57 PM PDT Since October 2019, I went from 240 lbs to 198 lbs with simple diet(CICO) and exercise! I was so proud and I could see the difference in not only my body, but my health and fitness level. I wasn't out of breath going up the stairs anymore, I could actually do more than 1 push-up! I was so proud of myself and I was on a roll. Then COVID happened and I was doing okay for the first 2 months with keeping up my weight loss, and then the last month was where it all fell apart. I started eating chips at night again, I stopped counting calories and I ate whatever I wanted. I was only working out once a week. I felt awful and I beat myself up for the choices I was making every day. I spoke to my trainer last week about it, and she said that feeling bad about myself and getting upset about my choices wasn't going to change anything. I could love myself and be proud of my progress AND be in a slump and that was okay. It was then I realized that I could push through this and forgive myself for the past month. I'm now happily back on track with my diet and exercise, and if I crave chips at night time I opt for an apple instead. I didn't think I could come back from that, but I did and I'm so happy I can now continue on with my journey. If and when I go into a slump again, I'm going to remember that weight loss is hardly ever a steady decline- it's a bumpy road, filled with lots of ups and downs. I think I finally understand that now. So, if there is anyone out there like me who needed to hear this- I hope you remember to love yourself and be proud of yourself no matter where you're at in your journey. Whether you're on top of it, or struggling to stay consistent, or in a slump- you are an amazingly strong POWERHOUSE of a human being, and you deserve to be so proud of yourself. [link] [comments] |
| This time for real. I owe this to myself. Posted: 28 Jun 2020 06:24 PM PDT F25 5'6" CW:75kgs GW:55 (Sorry if my english sucks, not my first language) Hi. I've been lurking for a while here and the motivation i'm getting is insane. I just want to say you are all beautiful people and the amount of understanding you all got for everyone is astounding. So a little background about me: I came from a typical asian household. Grew up poor but my parents did everything they can for us to eat three meals a day. Food was a luxury rather than necessity growing up, so I ate everything. It made me obese my entire childhood. I remember when I was in grade school (I was an 8 yr old) and we took a class photo. Every girls crossed their legs, and I cannot do it. I was too fat. That's the start of me being hyper aware that i'm different. Since then, I was yo-yoing. I'll lose 5kgs, then gain 10. You get the idea. I tried harder when I became a teenager (cutting my portions by eating only 900 cals a day, atleast going out for a jog 3 times a week). It was unhealthy and unsustainable. I dropped around to 60 from 80kgs but apparently, as my diet sucked that time, my hormonal and stupid teenage brain emotionally ate her way to 75-80kg. That's been my weight ever since. Now I am here, a full grown adult with an office job. Living alone, I have control on everything. Eat high calorie breakfast with three cups of rice? Sure! Have a full bar of chocolate and cup ramen for snack time? Heck yeah! My eating was (still is, trying to work on it) garbage All this time, I have an excuse as to why i'm not doing anything about my weight. "I'm not THAT fat" "I can't focus when i'm hungry, i've to eat" "I'm too busy to make meals. Fastfood it is." But being in this subreddit thought me one thing.** I can do things now.** I don't have to be fatter for me to change everything. Reading some of the stories here, (and by no means I am bashing) and seeing some people heavier than me, doing their best, motivates the hell out of me. Seeing people with the same profile as me but having their starting weight heavier, and reaching 75kgs as their first goal, lit up a fire inside me. Starting today, I will count my calories and make sure i'm eating the amount recommended for a sustainable loss. Will do IF of 14:10 and hopefully increasing to 16:8. I'll also try to do even the slightest exercise atleast 3 times a week. That's a start, right? I can do things now. I will do things now. Thank you r/loseit. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 28 Jun 2020 12:27 PM PDT So this is pretty embarrassing. I was doing really well with CICO and everything but then I moved out on my own for the first time, my cat died, the world exploaded, my parents got divorced, and I caught the big sick that everyones been talking about. I lost my way and now Im about 20lbs heavier than when I started meaning I gained about 40 total. I feel like Ive let down the promise I made to myself. I am about 280ish right now, I dont yet have a scale but I ordered one itll be here tomorrow along with a new food scale. I am not going to allow myself to reach 300. I am going to do this and since its been a long while Ill do an introduction. I am 23 years old. I am 5 foot 6 inches, my weight is around 280 currently. My first goal is to get to 199 lbs. My ultimate goal is 130-140 depending on how I feel about myself at 140. I have a fitbit but I stopped wearing it bc it was giving my skin a rash from bacteria build up. My phone says at work I walk about 5 miles a day during my 8 hour shifts according to my phone in my pocket but Im not sure if thats accurate. I know its mostly dietary lifestyle changes but I also purchased a ringfit a while ago to help me get some cardio in and a 10lb weight ball for a little strength training because I figure it wont hurt. Ive come to realize I only have one life to live and Im not going to wait until I am my dads age (55) to lose all the weight. I want to be small while Im still young before it gives me anymore health problems. I was visting my mom and we went to universal studios, (Ive never been) I was so psyched to ride the Gringots ride, I fit in the tester, got all the way up there and got kicked off the coaster for not fitting. I cried in the bathroom while my mom road the coaster. Ive never hated myself more. I want to tie my shoes and breathe at the same time and all that but I want to come back in a year or so and ride that damn ride. Thanks for reading! [link] [comments] |
| 30 Day Accountability Challenge - Day 28 Posted: 28 Jun 2020 04:00 PM PDT Hello losers, Happy Sunday! Hope you're rocking & rolling. Weight by end of month (200 lbs, preferably trend weight): No weigh in this morning, 201.5 trend weight. Stay within calorie range (1500 ish): Maintenance. It has been a weekend of bad food choices so I'm just going to set the bar at an attainable place. Back to the deficit grind tomorrow. Exercise 5 days a week: Vigorous walk to the hardware store & I came back with a small sledgehammer so some arm strenght. 24/28 days. Self-care time (journaling, working on love journals, beauty treatments, drawing 0/28 days): Connected with a dear friend over coffee while keeping it socially distant. Try a new recipe once a week: Curried chickpeas from dry beans, chickpea flour crepes (I helped, it counts), new recipe breakfast burritos, red sauce from semi scratch (canned tomatoes) & black-eyed pea soup so far. 5/5 weeks. 50 pages of The Body Keeps the Score: Not tonight. 0/50 pages. No fast food or candy from the work dish: Day 1. 4 candy related lapses in judgement. Listen to my effing body: Body says eat feelings. Scumbag brain be scumbagging. Be more mindful & express gratitude, avoid the hedonic treadmill: Super grateful for hammers. Sometimes smashing stuff is fun. Your turn! [link] [comments] |
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