I need to say this out loud. I have always been a “big guy”. And I’ve used that as an excuse to just keep on keeping on. But let me tell you. I hate being fat. I hate that I am obese. I hate feeling like an embarrassment to those around me. I hate that in family pictures of my kids growing up that I look like a swollen bowling pin. That when I look back at those pictures, I will not have been happy in one single one of them, as I am so uncomfortable in my own skin. I understand that it could be worse. That sounds unfair and harsh to others. That’s not my point. By that I mean had I not made a choice to get my fitness, weight, and health under control, it absolutely would have been worse.
So, in January I made the decision to start my calorie counting again. However, this time I have incorporated a gym routine. Last time I lost 63lbs and stopped counting right at the start of the pandemic. I VERY quickly gained back 38lbs. I am currently down 23lbs from my new starting weight. I still have a lot of animosity in me from what I have become. But I am making a change. I like beer, bourbon and chocolate cake. But not nearly as much as I hate being fat. I want my kids to be proud of their dad and I want to be proud of myself. I am getting there. I love working out now and I love pushing myself. I continue to beat my mile time on the treadmill. I am constantly able to do more reps on the weight machines. I got this. But I still hate being fat.
I posted this in another sub a few days ago.
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source https://www.reddit.com/r/loseit/comments/uc0ci6/i_hate_being_fat/
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