I'm a 25 year old woman on this journey for 9 months and I hit a HUGE milestone today! My friends and family know I'm losing weight but ai don't share the actual numbers with many people so I need to share this news somewhere.
I tipped the scale last June at 340. Before that, the last time I'd weighed in was January 2019, at 280. I knew I'd gained quite a bit in that year and a half, due to untreated mental illness and emotional eating, but seeing that 3 shocked me into change. I set a goal- I'd lose those 60 lbs by June 2021, and then go from there. A realistic goal.
I'm getting there by getting 15,000 steps minimum a day in- longer walks with the dog, getting off the bus at an earlier stop to walk home, running errands on foot. I was able to do regular home workouts over quarantine but if I'm being honest, I haven't /worked out/ worked out since January. But I bought a cheap $30 fitness tracker and make sure I move my body every day- no guilt or shame if I don't put on a sports bra and go for a run, as long as I find the time to walk enough. As far as food goes: CICO. I don't mindlessly snack (this was HARD). To make sure I get enough water and don't overload on sugar, I use those caffeinated flavor packets for water instead of energy drinks and coffee. I have a small breakfast (usually a boiled egg and an apple), a big salad with some tuna for lunch everyday, and I make sure to pack calorie-counted snacks like almonds and fruit for if I get hungry between lunch and dinner. I don't overthink dinner or even count the calories in my dinners usually- just make sure I'm having a reasonable sized portion, and that I eat slowly and listen to my body when I'm full. I try not to order takeout but when I do I'll usually order something I can split in half and save for tomorrow. I stopped drinking beer entirely and eating the donuts/cookies/candy my coworkers always bring in.
There have been so many ups and downs. I've learned so much about my body and my brain. I've learned how to eat efficiently without feeling like shit, and how much food my body /actually/ needs compared to how much I used to eat. I've gone weeks between workouts at times, had some pretty serious binges, went through med changes that messed me up. I gained 10 lbs in November and lost 15 in December. I hit 310 on January first and have been wrestling with that last 10lbs since then, having fallen out of a calorie deficit and not moved my body very much.
I started this month back at 310 and today, after two solid weeks of responsible choices, I did it!!! 299!!!! I haven't seen that 2 in TWO YEARS! I've still got 20 to go before June but Im DOING IT! I tried on a pair of jeans I haven't fit since summer 2019 and they look so good on me, like they're COMFORTABLE. I couldn't even close them with a hairtie last May! I'm wearing them right now and I feel so fucking good about myself.
2021 has hit me pretty hard so far. I had a sister taken into inpatient psych, a covid scare at work, my 6 year relationship is slowly falling apart, and a bunch of medical/mental health roadblocks. I needed this win so bad. It's proof that my hard work and dedication to myself is paying off. 9 months ago, when I saw that dreaded 3, I wrote in my journal, /I don't have to hate myself to lose weight. I can love myself into a better life/.
I'm so glad it's true.
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