Weight loss: I will not be my mom. I will not be my sister. |
- I will not be my mom. I will not be my sister.
- My goal jeans don't fit
- Lost 75 lbs just from being bored
- My weight gain is no longer the elephant in the room
- An acid trip showed me how unhappy I was with my body
- One year progress pics! Started July 2019. M32, 5’11 SW 287 lbs, CW 209 lbs, GW 190 lbs. I haven’t been this weight in over 9 years! When I compared the pictures of where I started and this last photo, my jaw dropped!
- A rant about friends bullying me with misplaced body positivity over my safe, reasonable weight loss
- Scale Victory: I'm now in the normal weight BMI category
- I made a 'before you eat' quiz to prevent emotional eating and promote mindful eating!
- Am I hungry or is it something else? Inspired by erinaciouschangeling’s post
- Not overweight anymore, never will be again!
- I ran 10k in under an hour today
- The final (big) battle. [Progress pics included, context, etc.]
- Gained all my weight back and more. Feeling hopelessly depressed.
- [UPDATE] 19 days post panniculectomy, abdominoplasty skin removal surgery after weight
- Just a text post this time
- How to overcome insecurities and why does people suck so much?
- Need help/advice/information on Workouts for Plus Size
- Question for the women and men who've lost
- Tip for using Loseit
- I want to enjoy rollercoasters again.
- I'm not quite sure what I'm looking for y'all to say, but I hope the words I need to hear come from one or some of y'all, thank you.
- [Challenge] European Accountability Challenge: July 20th, 2020
- Had to eat dinner alone and I feel horrible
- SV/NSV Feats of the Day - Monday, 20 July 2020: Today, I conquered!
| I will not be my mom. I will not be my sister. Posted: 19 Jul 2020 05:05 PM PDT My Mom. My mother is suffering from a hernia that the doctors can't fix because her morbid obesity makes it too dangerous to perform the surgery necessary to fix it. Everytime she moves too hard or fast, she has to worry that the hernia will get worse again. She's had two ER visits due to said hernia in the past couple of months so the doctors can at least help to relieve the pain and make it better for the short term by sort of working it back into place. Each of those times, if they weren't able to put the metaphorical bandage over it, I don't know what would have happened. She could have died. She could still die. My mother is huge. Bordering on 500 pounds if she isn't there already. She's on so many daily medications. Genuinely, it's like she carries a pharmacy with her. Some are for her diabetes, I don't even know what the others are for. Her diabetes is fully weight-related. She can barely walk around the store when she has to go shopping and avoids having to get groceries at all costs. I do most of her errands for her that involve walking more then 5+ minutes. She drinks 8+ cans of diet coke a day. She smokes half a pack of cigarettes a day. Why is this that relevant for a weight loss post? The ONLY way to fix her hernia is for her to lose weight. At her weight, the doctors believe her best bet is a weight loss surgery considering how hard it would be for her to naturally lose weight at this point. She has to stop drinking soda and stop smoking for the surgery that could literally save her life. She hasn't tried to stop doing either. She eats a SALAD BOWL filled with cereal each morning. She eats 800-calorie lunches then 800-1000 calorie dinners and ends the day off with ice cream every day. She hasn't even tried to cut back even though she HAS to lose weight for her surgery. I try to help. I try to cook for her, I try to teach her to calorie count, my dad and I broke our backs (metaphorically) to get her a pool running so she could swim to help with weight loss. She doesn't care. At all. She doesn't try. She doesn't want to lose weight - that couldn't be more clear. She likes eating and likes being, I hate to say it, lazy. If it wasn't for the hernia, she wouldn't try at all. She has lied to her doctors in front of my face (Covid means a lot of remote visits while I'm in the house). She uses her stomach as a shelf to rest her plate on while she eats 1000 calories in one sitting and then makes someone else grab her a soda from the fridge. She throws her finished plate on the floor so the dog can lick it clean so she doesn't have to take it into the kitchen. I love my mom. I do. But... I can't keep pretending I love what she's become. I don't respect her like I used to. I just can't. I want her to be better but she doesn't want that for herself. My Sister. She at least cares to some extent. She's around 300 pounds. She, like myself, is constantly jumping on the weight loss wagon before falling off again in a week or two. She sleeps all day. ALL day. Yes, she does suffer from depression, and yes, she is on meds and in contact with doctors to help her. But there's still a disconnect somewhere in there because she sleeps 14+ hours a day if she doesn't have to work. When she's not working, she's eating or sleeping. I've talked to her about maybe talking to her doctor about a different medication or dosage but that hasn't gone anywhere. She keeps saying she wants to lose weight because she doesn't want to turn out like our mom, but all she does is write down recipes in pretty colors and then never do anything else with them. She wants a salad spinner so she can start making salads, so I asked her why she can't eat salads in the meantime? Apparently she physically cannot make salads without a salad spinner? She WANTS to lose weight, but she doesn't want to do anything required for it. She visits most weekends and I try to get her to go on walks with me and she won't. She has a gym membership that she won't use. She KNOWS about calories but just refuses to pay attention to them. Because she has specifically expressed wanting to lose weight, I've mentioned to her that surprisingly there are a LOT of calories in butter. I was genuinely surprised when I realized how much there were, so I thought it would help her to know as most meals are paired with buttered bread and that's easily 100-200 calories per meal she could avoid. She told me she doesn't care. Yet she wants to lose weight. She's pre-diabetic. She knows she needs to lose weight. She prefers to just talk about losing weight to actually putting work in. I love my sister, too. I really do. But I'm terrified of ever being her. And I can feel myself teetering on the edge. It's like I have two paths in front of me. One is the path she and my mom took. One is a path where I overcome my weight. I have one foot planted on the path of my mom and sister and it terrifies me. Me. I'm around 250 pounds (I've been too scared to weigh myself recently, I'll talk more about it further down). I'm a 23 year old female and I'm 5 foot tall. I'm DIRECTLY in my sister's shadow and I can feel the ground underneath me pushing me in my mom's path as well. I'm a yo-yo dieter for sure. Once, long ago, I did it. I was a healthy weight, maybe had ten pounds left to lose. It was my senior year of high school. I calorie counted and ran (to the best of my out of shape abilities) every morning. It was amazing. Then my mother had a cancer scare. Something about those months where we thought she had cancer triggered something in me. I stopped working out and eating right and I just haven't ever been able to go back to it in the same way as before. I've suffered with bulimia and binge eating disorder for years. I'm convinced I have a food addiction. I was raised on foods I could make myself so my mom didn't have to cook - ramen and mac and cheese and corn dogs and hot dogs - and have a super limited taste palette as a result. These used to be my excuses as to why I couldn't lose weight. That and growing up fat in a fat family. They're not excuses any more. They're my reasons TO lose weight. I can't let this cycle keep going. I will not become my sister. I will not gain that 50-100 pounds that separates us. I will not let myself stop trying like my mom. I won't have a child who I can't be there for because of my weight. My future children will NOT be embarrassed to bring friends home because of how much I weigh. My child won't learn disordered eating from me. I love myself. I don't love my body right now, but I respect it and it deserves better than this. I deserve better than this. I'm done with the yo-yoing. This is it. It HAS to be it. I have so much life left to live that would be held back and shortened by this weight. I won't let that happen. Me. V2. Electric Boogaloo. I always go in with an all or nothing attitude. EVERY time. I refused to do that this time. That's why I haven't weighted myself yet. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to just start walking again. Every morning. Didn't matter if it was 5 minutes or 20. I JUST wanted to develop a habit of walking every day. I use my old favorite running tool (Zombies, Run) to keep me motivated, and for a week that was all I cared about. Walking. With a liiiittle concern about what I eat, but not much. Then, the next week, I started to count my calories. My TDEE is around 2500. So I just set my calorie limit to 2000. That way I wasn't going to make a huge shift to my diet at once but I could get back into the habit of counting calories and could relearn how many calories were in the food I ate. That's brought me up to today, Sunday. I've successfully walked every single day the past 14 days except for one day. I've been under my 2000 calories every day except for one treat day, which I made sure to keep under that 2500. I've successfully said no to fast food offered by my family twice this past week alone. Something I didn't know if I could ever do. Saturday I did a test run of intermittent fasting with a slightly smaller fasting period, today I did the whole thing. Tomorrow I start intermittent fasting regularly and the calorie limit drops down and I keep walking. I still don't care how far or how long I walk. I just need to move. This time genuinely feels different. I've forced myself not to do it all or nothing and to ease in and easing in has made it so much better. Tomorrow I weigh myself, and for now I'll just weigh once a week. I don't care how much weight I drop each week, not yet. As long as I slowly see a downward trend, I'm doing it right. I have so much wisdom to gain from my family. Every day I see them doing the same things I do and I can finally see how much those hurt them, and subsequently hurt me. I have to be honest, this post wasn't really just for you. It's so long, I doubt you read the whole thing. It was really for me. I needed to say this and I needed to say it someplace where it feels like it actually means something. I hope that this isn't my last post. Accountability is the one thing that has been missing from every diet attempt so far, and I would love to finally have someone other than myself holding me accountable. Even if it's one person who bothers reading this. I appreciate you. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 19 Jul 2020 03:35 AM PDT When I started this fat yeeting mission a few months back, I had a wicked pair of jeans I was desperate to squeeze into. It was pretty confidence stabbing when I couldn't even get them over my legs, let alone over my protruding food hoarder. Howeeeeeeever. I tried to not feel sorry for myself when I got the harsh kick of reality, easier said than done off course, and got to work. Rejecting requests for take outs, casting aside the temptation for ice cream and eating an ungodly amount of eggs. Seriously, folks, I may start clucking soon, thankfully my chickens are hard workers and I rarely go without. Walking everyday, just moving more- have a lot less numb butts because of it, didn't notice how long I sat for before this. All this builds up to today, I risked the goal jeans and by the goddess Santori- they didn't fit. They were hanging off me. They were far too big on me and even with a belt, looked pretty ridiculous. It was pretty surreal letting these dreaded jeans just fall off and get set aside. It's pretty whack, yo. I'm just pretty stunned with myself and I AM making a difference, even if I don't believe it everyday. I know it's a cliché to say "if I can do it, anyone can" but for reals, I'm a lazy blob with minimal will power but here I am over 31lbs down. Rant is ending now, I very promise- just thank you to everyone here, I mostly lurk in the shadows spying on you all but I appreciate all the kind words; even when they're not directed at me. You're all wicked and I hope all your goal clothes fall off of you! But not in a sexy way. Kinda in a sexy way. Edit: Hol' up, I got a spoon in my gob while I type this. I want to thank everyone for all their messages! What a wholesome lot you are, taking time out of your day to read the words I flicked on to the screen. I'm gonna give you all my individual love, post haste! Just gotta finish this rice first. Priorities, ya feel [link] [comments] |
| Lost 75 lbs just from being bored Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:42 PM PDT I'm a 16 year old boy who's always been overweight/obese. About a year ago though I weighed myself to find I was 273 lbs. Yikes. I knew I had to do something but didn't know where to start. I had always been trying to diet/excerise, but always felt too daunted by it and eventually gave up. But what really did it for me wasn't a fad diet or crazy work outs, but really just a change to my relationship with food. So, previously, when I was bored I'd eat/snack. I decided that when I was bored now I was going to walk instead. Before, when I had free time, I'd read. Now when I have free time, I listen to an audiobook and walk. It's such a little thing but I basically put myself in a position where I didn't have the time to eat crazy amounts of food because I'm walking all the time. In the past 8 months or so I've steadily and comfortably lost around 75 pounds. I'm out of the 200s since the first time before middle school, I went from a BMI that was well into type II obesity to just overweight (and only around 20 more lbs to go until I'm in a healthy BMI) I feel really good because walking clears my head really well and I can wear my twin brothers clothes now lol. I just feel really happy. [link] [comments] |
| My weight gain is no longer the elephant in the room Posted: 19 Jul 2020 01:31 PM PDT Sorry for the long post, but I'm feeling proud of myself and feel like a bit of a ramble. Up until 2 years ago, I was extremely fit and healthy. Whilst I have never been petite, I was around 150lbs at 5'8 with 17% body fat. I was a competitive weightlifter, played rugby for my university's A team and ran half marathons at the weekend. I didn't put much thought into my diet, but it was quite healthy for a student. I had very little money so survived mostly on porridge, protein shakes and veg & rice bowls. Then graduation happened and I started work at a very toxic, highly stressful job. My partner went on long term sick leave due to mental health and I started working ridiculous hours and looking after him. I completely stopped exercising and fell into a very deep depression myself, but I didn't realise that's what it was and turned to food for comfort. In one night I could easily pack away 5,000-7,000 calories on absolute rubbish. Pizza, chocolate, sweets, I could have three share size bags a night to myself. I gained 60lbs in a year, and honestly I'm surprised it wasn't more. I didn't really have a wake up call, but a series of increasingly upsetting events. I still remember sobbing because my boyfriend's T-shirts were getting tight on me; he'd always been 50lbs heavier than me. My sister lost 4st (56lbs), and as cruel as it sounds, I had always felt comfortable when I put on a bit of weight in the past because at least I wasn't as big as her- she was my bench mark. All the comments she got from family about how amazing she looked contrasted horribly against the utter silence about my appearance, which had rather fittingly become the elephant in the room. I had to put all of my nice clothes in the attic to make room for what I dubbed my 'fat girl uniform': stretchy black jeans and a plain baggy top. Recovering wasn't a straight forward business. I never had a sudden moment of clarity, but over the course of a year I gently took myself in hand and sorted myself out. I managed to get a scholarship to do my PhD in microbiology, which meant I could leave my job. I went to talk to my doctor about something unrelated and she was so kind that my misery just came tumbling out. I was advised to start antidepressants and got lucky: the first one I tried worked. They didn't solve everything but it was like putting a clamp on my emotions. It wasn't ideal, but gave me the head space to be able to search for a therapist. I found a lovely woman who miraculously took me on for free in exchange for doing some DIY around her house. We got a puppy (her name is Mildred and I would die for her), which meant I started walking every day. My partner found a new job and recovered much faster than myself, which meant I no longer had to make sure he was looking after himself. Three months ago I had the sudden urge to put on my running shoes again. I had to hoist my now 214lb rump into the attic to retrieve them (no small task itself), but out I went. For the whole ten minutes I was out there, I felt like I wanted to die. I couldn't understand what was wrong- I had never struggled to run 5K in the past but now running 100m made me feel like I wanted to vomit and I tasted copper in the back of my throat as though my lungs were protesting this sudden call to arms by spontaneously haemorrhaging. The next day I tried again, and the day after, and the day after. Slowly, I got better (which is essentially my slogan for this entire year) and can now run 10k in under an hour. Sometimes I feel like I'm flying, which is a little dichotomous when I consider my still 'ample' frame, but it's true. With the exercise came the desire to eat right to fuel my body. Due to a history of disordered eating in my family, I'm loathe to begin counting calories and as a medical scientist I don't believe there's enough solid evidence to support cutting out particular food groups such as carbs or sticking to particular diets (although if these methods work for you, that's amazing. I just don't think they are the only way to lose weight). What I do believe in is fresh food, cooked from scratch with minimal processing. My antidepressants make me extremely nauseous after eating, and so the only time of day I can eat pleasantly is the evening before my dose. As a result, I am unintentionally doing OMAD, although if the urge to eat strikes in the day I definitely seize it. This means I have to make my meal count. I make sure every meal has >5 portions of fruit and veg in it, as well as complete sources of protein (a challenge as a vegetarian, but doable with some forethought) and a solid amount of good fats. I've become more creative in the kitchen and have rediscovered how much I love cooking. I had a bad day today mentally, and instead of calling for take out I made pumpkin, porcini mushroom and butternut squash risotto from scratch- including my own pumpkin pesto and mushroom vegetable stock. It was delicious and I feel better after eating it rather than disgusted with myself. One week ago, I hit one-derland for the first time in 18 months. As of two days ago, I have lost 20lbs and am no longer considered obese, but merely overweight. I haven't set myself a goal weight because my recovery still feels tenuous and I don't want failure to send me spiralling again, but I have a place in the London marathon next April. I fully intend to cross the finish line at a healthy weight and, more importantly, smiling. [link] [comments] |
| An acid trip showed me how unhappy I was with my body Posted: 19 Jul 2020 10:23 AM PDT LSD basically kills your ego. You can see yourself like you would see a good friend. You can see the world and your life objectively. It's incredibly therapeutic. A little over a year ago, I went on an acid trip with some friends. I was having a great time until I had a moment alone. I went in the bathroom with a mirror. I looked in the mirror and was suddenly struck with the bald, naked truth of how out of shape I was and how unhappy I was with my body. Acid stripped away any excuse I had about how I looked. I was forced to look at myself and say, "I don't like this. I need to change." 30 lbs later I feel better about myself but I still have a ways to go. I'm really glad I went on that LSD trip. That was my "wake-up" moment. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:33 PM PDT I started this journey back in July 2019, feeling like I was at a place of rock bottom, even though there were many positives in my life. I wasn't happy with myself. My wife and I also had our first child and I REALLY wanted to turn my health around to be a good example for him. I started out with intermittent fasting doing 16:8, which was very challenging at the start. After a month I started adding in cardio on the elliptical, because I was too heavy to run and didn't want to risk injury. I added in weights at some point in August 2019, but I was never consistent with working out. Some weeks would be 1 day a week, while others I would do 3-4. One thing that never changed was my consistency to IF, which was pretty easy to stick to after the first month. I felt like I plateaued during April this year at around 230. So, I made the decision to get stricter on my diet and up my workouts to 6 days a week, sticking mostly to cardio @ 140bpm pace and low weight/high rep weight lifting. My cardio sessions were about an hour. That seemed to do the trick and weight started coming off again. My goal is 190 and I feel like I can get there in the next month or 2. One awesome side benefit of this whole journey has been my resting heart rate. When I started, my resting heart rate was around 80 bpm and it's nosedived down to 47 bpm today! This community has helped me a ton on this journey!! Thanks for letting me share this with you guys and I hope it can be encouragement to anyone else who finds themselves in a situation similar to mine. [link] [comments] |
| A rant about friends bullying me with misplaced body positivity over my safe, reasonable weight loss Posted: 19 Jul 2020 03:44 PM PDT I met a couple of girlfriends the other night for drinks. We were chatting about whatever, and I mentioned something about having lost weight recently. Since I last saw them, I had gained probably 3 or 4 kilos, then lost 6. At my heaviest I was borderline obese, I'm now halfway in the overweight category. I have lost weight using cico and some IF, and not being hugely strict, cheat days at weekends usually. Healthy eating, cut down on alcohol and no processed food. I didn't tell these friends about fasting, I just said I ate healthier and watched what I ate and cut back on alcohol. Earlier that night, we had pizza and I didn't say anything about not being able to have it, I just ate it and we were drinking wine all night. So when I mentioned weight loss they totally lost it. They told me this was so wrong that I thought I needed to lose weight, I should love myself, I'd be hot no matter what size, I should accept myself and I was crazy to think I was ever overweight. I'm still overweight. I was borderline obese and I was miserable then and hated my body. Now after losing nearly half the weight, I'm pretty happy. I feel pretty confident in my skin but I want to lose more to get rid of the flab, and my back rolls. But I'm starting to wear nicer clothes again and feel attractive. I told them I'm not depriving myself, I don't hate myself, and I think I look good but I know where I want to be. I've been slimmer before and it was better. I also want to be healthier. This isn't a confidence thing. I want to be healthier, to cut my risks of diseases and my risks to do with starting a family. If there is even a tiny excess risk of having a baby that hasn't had the best start in life that I can give it, then I would feel like a total piece of shit. They howled at me that that's so wrong, there's nothing wrong with my size, I should love myself. The fuck! I said I do love myself but I'm so much happier now that I'm slimmer. By the way, these girls are both considerably smaller than me. They have great figures and are also a few years older than me. (I'm in my 30s) I argued and argued, and said stuff like I'm fine now and not really trying to lose more just eating healthy (a lie to shut them up, I do want to lose more but I am eating healthy). I said I never restrict my food much or go hungry (true) and that the main thing that I've done is improve my diet and decrease alcohol consumption. They would not listen. I argued at the time and eventually gave up and said my main reason for weight loss was health and potential pregnancy. They wouldn't accept that there is a health issue because they said BMI is bullshit anyway because body builders would count as obese - I said yeah, I'm not a body builder. I'm exactly the person who it does apply to. They sort of accepted the pregnancy thing, and then let it go. But I'm so angry. I keep thinking about it and I feel absolutely fucking angry that body positivity was shouted over me, and I was not allowed to feel good about my weight loss. I can't believe that my friends insisted on me staying fat and feeling good about myself instead of me feeling better about myself as I lose weight safely and slowly. Why do I have to be fat and body positive when they get to be slim? It's not my genes that made me big, it's eating like a monster for the last 3 years. I have been unhappy with my size for a while now. I'm the biggest of my friends, and I am the most compulsive ester and foodie, and it's getting a grip on my eating that is helping me. I'm on my way and feeling confident now but I have a good bit of fat and belly, but I'm not unhappy with myself, I don't see my belly fat and thigh fat and back rolls as some part of who I am, they are excess body fat, and I can part with them without hating myself. That's my rant. Thank you for listening!! [link] [comments] |
| Scale Victory: I'm now in the normal weight BMI category Posted: 19 Jul 2020 10:54 PM PDT So this weekend was big for me. I've didn't fall off the wagon per se in June and for for the first part of July, as I didn't gain, but I didn't really lose either. But as the new r/loseit challenge was starting I figured I'd push myself a bit harder to get to where I wanted to be to start. This weekend I weighed in at 87kg (191lbs) and that puts me at the very top of 'healthy' weight as per the BMI scale for my height. I haven't been in this range since before I graduated high school. I'm incredibly proud of myself, but I also doubted myself so I summoned the Boyfriend to also see the number on the scale. He confirmed I wasn't seeing things. I still have a very long way to go, but I've come super far from my starting weight of 127kg (or really the last known weight I had to 'start' from, I know I weighed more than that though but I can't put a number to it). I am excited to finish this out. It's one of the few things in my life I'll have ever finished and it's even pushed me to finish writing the first draft of a story I've been working on for years. If I can lose and maintain weight loss then I should be able to finish a draft just fine. My life is greating improving. I've got bad days, but I also know that it's okay to not be okay sometimes. Good luck to everyone else on your journey! [link] [comments] |
| I made a 'before you eat' quiz to prevent emotional eating and promote mindful eating! Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:05 AM PDT Hi all! I've struggled with binge eating and emotional eating for years, so I've recently created a little online questionnaire to consult before grabbing food. It's a quiz in the format of a choose-your-own-adventure-game, so depending on what answers you click, you will be taken to completely different pages. It took ages to make! Since it's been really helpful to me, I thought I'd share it on here in case anyone else can benefit from it! I'm by no means a nutritionist or food psychologist - I just compiled the techniques that works for me. Oh - and if you end up on the pages with suggestions for other things to do instead of eating: since i made the questionnaire for myself, a lot of the activities I suggest are very specific to me. On those pages, just mentally replace whatever I wrote with whatever would work for you! Here's the link!: https://storyboard.viget.com/before-you-eat Please let me know if there are any ways you think i could improve it! :) Edit: Sorry, I know some find it cringy when people add thank you edits on their posts, but I just had to say something! Thank you so much for the kind comments, I've read every single one and they really made my day. The fact that anyone found it helpful is the best result I could have hoped for! [link] [comments] |
| Am I hungry or is it something else? Inspired by erinaciouschangeling’s post Posted: 19 Jul 2020 05:54 PM PDT Thanks for your resource. This is a list of strategies I wrote a few months ago to overcome emotional eating and cravings and stay on track, maybe others will find it helpful too. Am I hungry? Or is it thirst, boredom, anxiety, loneliness, want to treat myself, social events/pressure, food anxiety, procrastination, tired but don't want to sleep.. Other reasons for hunger/cravings: Thirst- make tea, drink water Treat/comfort- bath, light candles, make tea, wear comfy clothes, have a nap, sit with cats, listen to music, watch nostalgic movie or tv, get a massage or manicure Bored - go for a walk, ride bike, yoga video, read, clean/organize apartment, practice guitar/flute Anxiety- recognize the feeling, if it is upcoming event can prepare for it, or just in general then acknowledge it as anxiety, breathing meditation Stressed at work - take a short walk, listen to music, talk to coworkers, make to do list Procrastination - set a 20 min timer and do that thing, break it into parts Food anxiety- clean and organize the fridge - throw out any expired food - Organize large containers into portions - Cook a soup, cut fruits/vegetables - Look up recipes, meal planning Social/going out- order soup, salad, low cal thing, take half to go, share with friend Sleep more/better - at least 7hrs/night - no phone/internet after 9 - Do bedtime yoga or sleep meditation video - take melatonin, smoke a joint Reminders
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| Not overweight anymore, never will be again! Posted: 19 Jul 2020 09:31 AM PDT 21F/5'3 SW: 155 lbs; CW: 140 lbs; GW: 125 lbs? I started trying to live healthier this January. Got serious about it in May. This morning I weighed myself and saw a scale reading of 140 lbs--for my height no longer considered "overweight." This is the first time in four years, and in my adult life, that I am in a normal weight range. I have been waiting for this moment for weeks now. I literally had a lengthy post drafted for the day I hit 140, going through all my ups and downs and what it [would take] Thanks, r/loseit! [link] [comments] |
| I ran 10k in under an hour today Posted: 19 Jul 2020 11:26 AM PDT I (M32) ran 10k in under an hour after only four hours of sleep (and hungover as well). I don't know why this feels like a gigantic milestone for me considering that I already climbed Kilimanjaro, did a lot of 100-150k cycling routes etc. but it does. I guess it's because as a kid I never thought I would be able to do it. I was always the fat kid and five years ago I was at my worst (5'7'' and way over 200 lbs - I was actually to ashamed to weigh myself so I don't know the exact number). I would like at other fit dudes with envy because I was sure I could never be that guy. But now I am one of those guys and it feels amazing. I mostly focused on cycling, weight lifting and hiking as my main physical activities. I never did any running. This was only 5th or 6th in my life I went for a run and I actually achieved better time than some of those fit dudes I envied back in the old days. I ran 10k in under an hour even though I never focused on running and did better than some people that used to look down on me when I was fat. I've actually forgotten everything from the time when I was fat and people now come up to me and say that they could never bit as fit as I am. It is a testament to all the work and sacrifice I've put in for the past five years and it will push me to keep going like this. I don't want you to think I am bragging. I just want to tell you tha you can do it. I know it is hard, and I know that some days it is damn near impossible to get going, I know that you get pressured by society every day, I know you're hungry all the time and a lot of the food tastes bland and is plain boring, I know sometimes you just want to stay in bed whole day eating pizza, I know you sometimes think you'll never get there, I know it hurts, I know you sometimes just want to give up, but you just keep going. Keep going because in the end it will all be worth it. Trust me. I know. And I want you to know that as well. [link] [comments] |
| The final (big) battle. [Progress pics included, context, etc.] Posted: 20 Jul 2020 02:02 AM PDT I just wanted to make this post since today marks the beginning of what will be my last mission to drop a significant amount of weight, and I wanted to talk a bit about how helpful Loseit and other communities have been to keeping me on track. I started my journey at 150kg/330lbs, and am now 104kg/230lbs, with my lowest weigh in being 101.5kg. The goal is to hit 90kg/198lbs or so ideally before Summer arrives (I live in Australia) without compromising an excessive amount of strength at the gym. I've accepted that some strength loss and fatigue is warranted. Further, weight goals may change depending on how things are looking later in the process. Technically this is still in the overweight BMI range, so we'll see how we go. After this, the new process will be to maintain a reasonable amount of body-fat and work on building strength goals, lean mass, and maybe take up sport again. Another reason I want to call this the last big effort is because I feel like it will be good for me mentally to get out of the mindset of needing to lose weight at all times. Here are my progress pics (warning: includes shirtless) so far: https://imgur.com/a/UHDN4tO I'm going with the tried and true 20% caloric deficit, ideally keeping my 4 day upper/lower split at the gym the same. I'm going to diet for 4 weeks at a time and then have a week eating at an adjusted maintenance, assess the results, and adjust accordingly. Additionally, I'm going to try keeping a diary. I'll repeat this process until I achieve my goal. Another gym lock-down may be on the cards, so I'll have to just take that on the chin if it happens. I know a lot of users here are in a similar position. All in all, I'm pretty confident. I feel like I really took control of the process up to now, and I feel very in-tune with my body and what needs to be done to prompt change. Physically and mentally, I feel like an entirely different person. There's probably a thousand reasons for me to have done this so far. Today I was speaking to a friend about how amazing it is to be able to go places and not be worried about how much walking will be involved. By the end of this, I will have lost ~132lbs/60kg and be at a body-weight I haven't been at since I finished high-school. After I hit this, I'm pretty keen to devote the rest of my life to helping other people achieve their goals. Having groups that I can always go back to and feel connected with people like me has been so helpful in the process. I only wish I interacted with Reddit more since I started losing weight. Even reading posts from people who are just starting out is so encouraging for me. No doubt I'll need to hang around while I'm taking care of this. Thank you for reading. I'm nervous, but excited, and I wanted to share that with you. If anyone has any insight or wants to say anything, please do. I have so much love for this sub and the users who post here, even the ones I've disagreed with in the past. So many of you have inspired me, and I hope I can return the favour. Thank you again. [link] [comments] |
| Gained all my weight back and more. Feeling hopelessly depressed. Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:27 PM PDT For most of my life, I've been severely overweight. All of my highschool years I've been around 210. A year ago, I hit the gym hard and dropped to around 190. For the next year and a half, I kept that weight, which I was fine with as long as I didnt gain it back. Well I did. I've gained 30 pounds in quarantine. I'm now 220. I've struggled with depression, and I am now at an all time low. I have to restart from the beginning. I can't even keep a diet for a day without getting off of it. It's not like I don't love exercise, I was in roller derby and enjoyed running around the neighborhood. Now instead I just have zero motivation or a will to live. [link] [comments] |
| [UPDATE] 19 days post panniculectomy, abdominoplasty skin removal surgery after weight Posted: 19 Jul 2020 09:19 PM PDT Small update to my post about 3 weeks ago. Everything went well, in my last post I mentioned as getting a thigh lift but was unable to do that this go around. (Will be doing another go around in the fall, I'll get it then) My experience so far, the first few days after were the toughest, felt the most pain these days. About a week after everything started to settle down and the pain was manageable with some spikes here and there. Everything seems to be healing pretty well, stitches and scars are looking good and I have both drains out now and am moving around more comfortably. All in all I'm pretty happy with the results so far and am eager to get back to the gym and continue this journey 💪 [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:40 PM PDT Last 2 months I've been struggling to lose any weight. Been going back and forth from 325-320 and so I gave up forcing it and even weighing myself for 2.5 weeks. I did it this evening and I'm down 8 lbs. from 320 -> 312! Just 12 pounds and I'll be in the 200s again. Like first time in nearly 12 years! I noticed that my shorts keep falling off, I attributed it to the Rona clothing wearing same pants couple days in a row lol who cares I'm not going out lmao. Anyways, I was like nah it's just they are stretching, has to be. Nope down a size in pants. I now have to wear my belt otherwise if I put my keys and phone in one pocket they fall down past my ass. That's not good lol. I'm so happy and honestly have no idea what I did as I haven't been on a diet per se in a couple weeks. Just throwing stuff together and sometimes eating normal food. I do know I'm eating a lot less. I prolly not meeting minimum calorie requirements but I don't have the money for food and most of the time I'm not hungry anyways until dinner time. Quickie update! A woo hoo!!! [link] [comments] |
| How to overcome insecurities and why does people suck so much? Posted: 19 Jul 2020 05:08 PM PDT I know I post too much, in fact after my last post I decided not to post till I reach my final goal. But life happened. After losing 50 kgs, I have some loose skin at my arms and stomach. I worked out a lot, still working out, doing weights, working with a pt, pilates, exercising every day etc. Because of how fast I lost it, my skin was very soft at the beginning and I was very insecure about especially by arms. But after some time and gaining some muscle, they get better, and I really try to accept my new body and have some peace with it. But today, at the last day of my holiday, a family friend just so casually told me that I should have worked out when losing weight, that my arms look really saggy, that how she lost 10 kgs and her arms get so fit because she went to the gym. I just couldn't believe what I heard. This 60 year old woman just shredded my hardly there self love. Of course I told her that I did indeed worked out with a pt, do weights min 3 times a week with 2.5 and 5 kg weights and losing 50 kgs is really different than 10 kgs. Why do people act like this? For the first time in a long period I bare my arms this holiday and now all my new found confidence is gone. The funny part is before this conversation, I did a before after Pic with my outfit and felt very good about it and now all I see is my arms. https://imgur.com/a/t7wk5Y5 Sorry about the rant, all of a sudden I feel like all my work is for nothing now. [link] [comments] |
| Need help/advice/information on Workouts for Plus Size Posted: 19 Jul 2020 10:58 PM PDT Hi all, Super long time lurker and first time posting (apologies if it's formatted weirdly). So I've been on a bit of a health journey last few months, and due to Covid19 quarantine coming into effect in Melbourne Australia in March, I decided to use that time to work on my mental and physical health. I've done well and I've lost my first 20 kilos through just eating healthier (and basically not eating take out three times a day everyday). However I've really struggled trying to do exercise or find workouts that will work for me. Unfortunately I am still currently very obese and aside from walking each day (about 30 mins a few times a week), due to my size and lack of flexibility, I just physically can't do crazy intense cardio or crazy workouts. I know it's a big ask, but If anyone can help link to some exercise programs, videos or even recommendations based on your own experience, I'd greatly appreciate it. Or even advice. [link] [comments] |
| Question for the women and men who've lost Posted: 19 Jul 2020 09:43 PM PDT So, I'm going to admit right away that this post is made because I'm looking for an honest answer and think I can find that here.. So I'm a 30 year old male, who was playing sports in college and then took a desk job and combined with some other obstacles gained almost 100 pounds in a few years which led to my normal life and confidence leaving me. My question is that, if a dude looses 100 pounds how does he go about finding a woman who doesn't care and will accept his body as is? i have some stretch marks and extra skin and I'm deathly afraid to share that with anyone. I have gone drom 375 to 250 but am afraid of going out and am looking for help in my next step because idk what to do... thanks in advance fam... [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:18 PM PDT Maybe this is obvious but for me it wasn't. The first time I tried to use Loseit, I would eat a snack or meal and then log it. And then lose absolutely no weight. Mostly because at the end of the day, I'd be way over my calorie count because I'd have no calories left for dinner but I'd be starving and would eat dinner anyways. This always left me over my calorie count. This time, I used a different approach. I go into Loseit BEFORE I eat a meal and I plan my meals based on daily calorie allocation. So based on how many calories I allocate for a meal I will often search prior meals or foods to determine what I can eat and what quantities as well. This is particularly helpful for dinner, which is typically my largest meal. But this way I'm much more engaged in my daily calorie tracking and I rarely go over. Because of this, I've lost 23lbs so far. In short, don't use Loseit to just tally up your calories. Use it to plan your meals. [link] [comments] |
| I want to enjoy rollercoasters again. Posted: 19 Jul 2020 08:14 PM PDT I've struggled with weight for as long as I can remember. Every school field trip to the local 6 flags became a nuisance, my skinnier friends would ride the rides and scream and have fun while I stayed on the ground, holding their bags and watching them. Being on a rollercoaster when you're my weight is extremely uncomfortable. Taking high-g turns, I felt every roll of fat drag my body down, and constantly feel like the rides aren't made for me and the harness would break open. I haven't been on a rollercoaster since I was in high school. We always had food at home and my mom could never say no to getting me snacks. As such, my relationship with food has always been toxic, and I could never stick to any diets because I'd never see any immediate progress. Every celebration called for food, every heartbreak, every time I made progress losing weight, I'd have a feast. Last year, I had a taste of being healthy. I began doing keto, and I enjoyed it. I liked meat and fat, so I stayed on it. I was inexperienced, I could've done so much better to keep track of my macros and maybe done a few days off internment- No. I'm not going to criticize myself. I lost 30 pounds over 4 months. I was the healthiest I'd been since middle school. My blood sugar blood pressure were finally in a normal range, my skin cleared up and I could work on my feet for 9 hours without being immobilized by the time I got home. My family took a fourth of July trip to Pennsylvania and we hit Hershey Park along the way. I was like a fat kid in a candy store (figuratively and literally)! Though the rollercoasters still felt uncomfortable, I felt a sense of victory come over me; I was hitting ride after ride after ride with no shame, no breaks in between to get over my anxiety, I was finally taking back those childhood memories I lost to obesity. But then tragedy struck. I started to live in my own apartment where I was in charge of my own diet, no college meal plans, no going home for the weekend and asking mom not to put any rice on my plate. Keto became unsustainable, I realized meat and snacks cost money, and I started to depend on employee meals from the fast-food place I worked at. I stopped looking at the scale because I thought I was safe. Within 5 months, I was back to my starting weight. I tried to go back home for weekends more often to try to restart ketosis, but the second I got back to my apartment it was back to calzones and mozzella sticks for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. My biggest heartbreak was when my mom, my biggest supporter through keto, asked me if I gained weight. I lost the fight. But not the war. Two weeks ago, my little sister asked if I could coach her keto diet. She grew up in the same situation as me, and is unhappy with her weight. I found this to be an opportunity, to coach her by example. I filled her with the same excitement I had when I started a year ago, explaining how carbohydrates convert into sugar, the basics of insulin and energy storage, different macros and their purposes, and she ate it up. No cheat days, she said. Within a week, neither of us had a need for cheat days. My body no longer craved stromboli like it did a month ago, and she gave away her entire snack collection because she no longer found them appetizing. I'm proud to say that 2 weeks later, she's lost 8 pounds and I've lost 10. I'm doing small bouts of sustainable intermittent fasting while she's taking it at her own speed. I'm excited for our progress in a month, but I'm more excited for the day I can go on a to a theme park without any pain or anxiety. One day, we'll enjoy rollercoasters again. [link] [comments] |
| Posted: 20 Jul 2020 12:37 AM PDT So my sister is having her wedding in October and I want to finally lose this weight or atleast a considerable amount before then. Especially considering I'll be a groomsman. A few years ago I started a weight loss journey and over the course of a year (really 8/9 ish months considering it took 3ish months of teetering in the same 10 lb range), I managed to lose 92 lbs and get down to 160 and be in the best shape I'd ever been in with the most confidence I'd ever experienced. Unfortunately that was short lived after 6 ish months as I slowly put the weight back on and life hit me hard and I put on even more weight. I drank alot of water during that journey, was relatively active and had a decent ish diet. However, for over a year, I've been having a really hard time getting myself to do what needs to be done. In the last year I've eaten food I already had at home maybe a handful of times. It's constantly been takeout or gas station food. I know the rational thing is to have a calorie defecit and be active, but idk why I'm not. Partly laziness I guess, also I'm not in the best head space, dealing with some depression and social anxiety based on my looks everytime I walk out the door. I am currently at 260 lbs. I want to eventually get back to 160. Hell, I'd be pretty damn ecstatic just to get below 200 again for the first time in over a year. I've been wearing the same outfit everyday for months, including a hoodie. I've been doing intermittent fasting but with poor diet choice and low activity levels, I've just been hovering in the same 8ish lb range for a while. And I'd like to really fit into some more of my old clothes and be a little less self conscious by the time of my sister's wedding. I'm not quite sure what I'm looking for y'all to say, but I hope the words I need to hear come from one of y'all, thank you. [link] [comments] |
| [Challenge] European Accountability Challenge: July 20th, 2020 Posted: 19 Jul 2020 09:47 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! I want to shortly also mention — this thread lives and breathes by people supporting each other :) so if you have some time, comment on the other posts! Show support, offer advice and share experiences! [link] [comments] |
| Had to eat dinner alone and I feel horrible Posted: 19 Jul 2020 05:24 PM PDT I'm part of a big family and living at home during quarantine. Usually there's 5-7 of us who eat dinner together. On the rare night that I do eat dinner alone (maybe once every 2 weeks) I use it as an excuse to have a cheat meal because I;m ashamed to eat junk food in front of others, which I admit is fucked up. I've been working on not being a sneaky eater but it's hard bc I was living alone before this and used to being able to eat without feeling judged. Anyway, tonight I had a late online meeting and everyone else in my family ate dinner before me, but I hadn't realized this was going to happen so I was surprised to discover I'd be eating alone tonight. So I took it as an opportunity to practice not eating junk even though I was alone. And I didn't! I ate green beans, chicken, that yogurt ranch dressing mixed with buffalo sauce, and a few tablespoons of PB2 with cherries for dessert. But I ate way too fast, and I feel awful, and I keep overthinking the choices I made and thinking shit, I shouldn't have eaten the chicken, and I shouldn't have eaten the cherries, and I have to weigh myself tomorrow, and I ate way too fast. Objectively it was a healthy meal that was close to fitting my macros perfectly in Myfitnesspal and I should feel good about it, but I feel terrible. I've had eating and body image issues in the past and I know quarantine is making them resurface. I'm just frustrated with myself that I can't just eat a meal and move on with my life. [link] [comments] |
| SV/NSV Feats of the Day - Monday, 20 July 2020: Today, I conquered! Posted: 20 Jul 2020 01:12 AM PDT The habit of persistence is the habit of victory!Celebrating something great? Scale Victory, Non-Scale Victory, Progress, Milestones -- this is the place! Big or small, long or short, please post here and help us focus all of today's awesomeness into an inspiring and informative mega-dose of greatness! (Details are appreciated!! How are you losing your weight?)
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