Well, okay, that’s a lie, it was actually two days ago. But that’s not the point!
Last weekend I went on a sight seeing road trip and stuffed my face with snacks and drive-thru food along the way, as road trips go.
Once I got back home and walked around I could feel the fat on my shoulder blades annoying me. I sighed.
I was in the exact same boat at this exact time last year. I had taken a road trip and rented my dream car. I took a picture with it and posted it on group for that car to show off my excitement. I hated how I looked but figured whatever, people won’t say anything.
Well, I was wrong. I got roasted by some people in the group that no joke asked if the rental came with free fast food.
That hurt. The mods of the group deleted the comments, but I still saw it. That was my motivation to lose weight last year. I was doing pretty good up until April of this year, when the pandemic hit and everything went to hell, and at this point I’m right back to the 230lbs I was a year ago.
I’ve now dealt with this extra weight for roughly the past 8 years. Every year I say the same thing. “I’m going to lose weight”...and then one bad day throws it all off.
But you know what I’ve realized?
That line of thinking is total bullshit.
Why does one bad day have to be the end of everything?
Not to mention, I consciously overeat on those bad days. It’s not like it just happens and I don’t know how. I count calories all day and make it to 9pm under my calorie budget. But maybe I’ll sneak a few cookies just because “150 extra calories won’t hurt”. That couple of cookies turns into six cookies. And let’s follow that up with a sandwich, because wow I’m hungry. There’s 800 calories over. Throw some juice alongside it and maybe some chips, and bam, we’re at 1000 calories over budget. 300 over my TDEE. No wonder I gain weight.
Every time I do it I get sad, but I do it solely because I don’t have the willpower to say no in the first place.
That’s bullshit.
I can say no.
It’s not like I’m starving myself throughout the day. My body just needs to get over that feeling, and I need to have the restraint to say no.
Easier said than done of course, but realizing it’s a semi-conscious decision has made me realize it’s not impossible to stop doing.
The other thing that probably contributes to that overeating is water. I barely drank any water at all. The past 3 days I’ve upped that to 8 cups a day, which is still only about half of what I should be drinking a day. But wow, what a difference. I don’t feel anywhere near as “hungry” as I used to. Doing the full ~16 cups a day will probably help even more, and I’ll work on that. Baby steps!
And although exercise isn’t required to lose weight, I’m realizing it’s honestly not a whole lot of extra effort to ride my stationary bike for 30 minutes 4x a week. According to my watch it burns about 250cal a day which gets me that much closer to my goal. Throwing on headphones and putting on my favorite playlist makes that 30 minutes FLY by.
Anyways, I’m writing this post to hold me accountable. I can do this. And I want y’all to hold me to it :)
M/26/5’10
SW: 230 lbs
GW: 165 lbs
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