I have very mixed feelings after I went on the scale today for the first time since six months (!).
I started the previous weight-loosing cycle November 2018 with a starting weight of 195 lbs (female, 5'6''). The following month I lost continually weight and around November 2019 I had lost 30 lbs (CICO + moderate weight lifting program). But then the corona pandemic hit. Most of the time the gyms were closed and I worked nearly the whole time from home. Between March 2019 and August 2019 I gained a little weight but not too dramatic. Because of lack of movement and working (sitting) more I got problems with my back, which caused me to move (initially) even less.
I knew that I gained even more weight as my clothing began to fit more tightly, but I was so afraid of seeing the damage that I avoided the scale. Today I mustered enough courage to step on the scale. What can I say: with 192 lbs I almost weigh as much as I did last in November 2018... Although this is so frustrating, I am somehow relieved. I feel like I took over control again with stepping on the scale and knowing how much I weigh.
I am motivated to lose this weight again, and hopefully even more. My dream-weight is 145 lbs.
Here we go again!
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