I'm a 27 year old dude and have been big most of my life. Food has always been my biggest comfort, but in a strange way. On one hand it's the thing I love the most, but on the other it's the biggest thing I could ever possibly hate. It has ruled my life for so long, and after trying and failing multiple fad diets, I finally decided to get serious. So as of right now I'm about a month and a half into what I call "Clean Eating." Basically I have eggs on toast for breakfast each day, 2 salad and chicken sandwiches for lunch each day, and usually chicken or lean mince and veges for dinner. On Friday nights I have a small amount of lollies or one ice-cream on a stick. I've also upped my exercise and aqua-walk for 30 minutes 3 days a week, and walk for 20 minutes the other 4 days. I try and drink 3 litres of water a day/ So, long winded part out of the way... I'm down 7.2kg! (google translates that to 15.8733 pounds.) I AM ECSTATIC. Never in my life could I think I'd actually move the weight. I almost sort of became resigned to the fact that what I was eating was slowly killing me, and that I'd die relatively young. I feel like I've taken my life back. People around me say I'm more confident and have better posture, attitude, and smile more. I don't really know why I'm posting, but I guess if even just one person reads this and gets the idea that they can maybe make a change and stick to it, then it's worth it. I'm under no illusion that it will get easier, if anything it may even get harder. But I'm determined to keep fighting on and becoming a healthier and happier person.
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