This morning I stepped on the scale and it read 163.8lbs. I didn't cry, but dammit, I was close.
Background: I've had three kids and gained and lost weight between each pregnancy, but after baby number 3, I realllllly gained. AFTER having him. Heck, I gained 20lbs after weaning him, actually. In August, I stepped on the scale and saw 205.6lbs. The only time I had been heavier was at 9 months pregnant. I decided right then that I needed to smarten up, and at least not continue gaining. I made the decision to stop taking second helpings and stop snacking.
By the end of October I had lost 10lbs and figured now that the back to school buzz was over I had no excuses to not buckle down and start CICO as I had a few times in the past. I started at 1530kcal per day, eating much the same, just smaller portions and no longer drinking my calories (other than my morning coffee, of course) once I lost 15 more pounds I felt comfortable lowering my calorie intake to 1200 per day, which forced me to start making healthy alternative-type changes to my diet (sugar to Swerve, rice to riced cauliflower, bun to lettuce wraps, etc). Once I got to around 175 things really slowed down, as expected. I had some hard days. Some days I went over 1200, but always made sure to stay under my maintenance calories.
I have not worked out for even a minute yet on this journey, which was half to prove that weight-loss has very little to do with physical activity and half because I loathe exercise. But that stops now! I promised myself back in October that once I got to my first GW of 165 I'd start working out, at least until UGW of 140lbs. So, wish me luck on that. And I'm happy to hear any tips and tricks on exercising when you hate it.
If you read this far, thank you and sorry for the novel.
Here's a collage I spent way too long on: http://imgur.com/a/LFf78Zu
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