It feels incredible to feel the changes happening to my body. It might not be a major thing to be excited about but in my journey to be less focused on the numbers and more on the physical changes this has me stoked. I have been "dieting" on and off since I was a teen, following every 30lbs lost in 1 week fad after fad and always watching the scale go up rather than down. I struggled with binge eating and a sugar addiction, I became obsessive over the number on the scale and valuing myself based on what number I saw.
June 11th 2019 was a pivotal moment in my life where I finaly had that mental moment of "I need to do this for myself". I found loseit back in the.summer of 2018, started and failed, binged and gained and felt like a failure for the umpteenth time. My birthday in June had me sobbing on the floor in my bathroom as I just turned 27 and was seeing that window of getting fit before 30 closing. I realized that I was spending my youngest years unhappy and I was not going to get this time back. So I decided in that moment that by my birthday next year I would be - no not skinnier (though that's a perk) - healthier. For the first few months I focused on my nutrition, educating myself on how to weigh food properly, how many servings I should be trying to fit in daily etc. Durring the holiday months I put myself on maintenance so that I could enjoy without guilt as I found restricting durring family events triggered binge eating. And once 2020 hit I got my ass to the gym and have been working out regularly 3 times a week, 1 day of aquafittness. AND IM STARTING TO FEEL STRONGER. Its absolutely crazy that I am able to do things that I previously thought was impossible or that I gave up on before even trying.
Non scale victories I have noticed: - my clothing is fitting better (and tighter in some places 😉) - I enjoy the almost therapeutic quality to cooking my meals and making sure they are healthy and nutritious - energy at the gym, I didnt even realize I had been doing my circut for over an hour the other day - I can almost hold my own in wrestling matches with my husband 😅 he still wins (for now)
Sorry for the long post, honestly I didnt expect to write so much I just started typing and apparently let out all my feelings!
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