5'2", SW 194, GW 133 (healthy BMI by the holidays)
I started increasing exercise around Thanksgiving. Didn't change my eating habits until January when I had a wake-up call weigh-in at the gym. Started calorie counting to track my intake and work on portion control. I was doing really well. 159 lbs at the end of July. Got sick for a week (not the c-word) and dropped some weight quickly then I hit 153-154 lbs mid-late August, which was faster than I'd done since the start of the year.
Haven't tracked in weeks. some out of work exercise in the form of yoga, but mostly just stretches. I'm lucky I get 11000-14000 steps at work every day, or I'd be backsliding faster. The restaurant at work reopened and I've been ordering fries mid-afternoon even though I had a good lunch. now I'm snacking at home, trail mix straight from the bag, Etc. Welp now I'm back up to 157.8
I've made so much progress and I can feel it slipping away. I know some of it is work stress since I haven't had a day off in 12 days. I know some of it is old habits sneaking back up on me. And I know it's plain old instant gratification of greasy carbs. I just can't do it alone right now. So I asked my fiance to check on me when I go to the kitchen. He's going to check if I did my calorie app, and ask if I want to turn on yoga with Adrienne. I feel like he shouldn't have to do it. I should be strong enough, dedicated enough, motivated enough. But I'm not today.
So for those of you struggling - I hear you. I get it. I'm right there next to you. And it's okay to ask for help. From reddit. Or a trainers. An accountability buddy. A therapist. Your family. Anyone who will help you succeed. You deserve it. You are worth it. I'll believe it for you if you need. And until I can believe it and do it for me, I've asked my fiance to help me.
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