It's been a long uhhhh... decade? The first time I really became aware of my weight was in high school when I was hovering between 180-190, which is right around the overweight mark for my height. I struggled through some ups and downs with athletics, school, and mental health for a few years and slowly climbed from 190 to 208, then 226, until 238 at my highest recorded weight, though I'm sure I was in the 240s for a while, possibly as high as 250.
I don't know what happened but something in me snapped one random day in 2017 and I googled "what is a calorie" and slowly figured out how to eat at a deficit and deal with some athletic-related trauma to begin working out again. Within five months I'd dropped to the 170s and decided to just maintain while I was traveling for a bit.
I didn't track my intake or weigh myself much after that but I'd estimate I stayed within 175-185 from 2018 until the end of 2020. I'd really gone THRU IT during the pandemic (same as everyone) and I think I was probably in the 190s by January 2021.
February 2021 something snapped again and I started monitoring my intake and exercising more, though I knew enough this time to track loosely and didn't use an app or anything.
Long story short, I've been fluctuating between 161-164 for WEEKS and I FINALLY, FINALLY saw 160.6 on the scale this morning. I wore a pencil skirt to work and felt GREAT.
If I can do it, literally anyone can. I was completely resigned to being overweight, tired, miserable, and having constant back pain. I was hitting up fast food places multiple times every day for years. I was medicating depression with food and developed BED behaviours (both undiagnosed).
Losing weight didn't magically fix all my problems, but it definitely fixed a few and has seriously improved my life by 100000%. I think of it like winning the lottery - money can't fix all your problems, but it sure as shit can help. You just need to be careful about maintaining your wealth, or in this case, health (lmao).
I dug myself out of a pretty deep and dark hole, both physically and emotionally. ME. I DID THAT. NO ONE ELSE. Knowing that I can do THAT hard thing that seemed so impossible at first has made me much more confident in my abilities in all other areas of my life.
I'm not worried about "falling off the wagon" again because it took me 6-7 years to put on a bunch of weight and just a few months to lose it. I have way more life skills and emotional tools now. I will be fine. I'd even be happy to stay within the 170s long term as I did feel happy and healthy at that weight also. I'm not going to put too much pressure on myself.
Also, I never took a single progress photo and don't wish that I had. Never posted on instagram, never told anyone about it unless they asked (though power to you if those things are helpful for you). I don't like thinking about what I used to look and feel like. THIS is me.
If I can do it, you seriously can too. It's worth it!
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