Bibs
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Hi all,
Like so many other people, my weight loss journey began when I saw "the photo". When did I lose control and let things slip so far away?
This was October 2015.
I couldn't believe the size I had got to. We can lie to ourselves, but the camera doesn't lie, as they say.
I got the scales out from behind the bedside table and blew the dust off them. I put them on a flat surface and stepped on. The digital numbers flashed " 115.2 kg "
For my American friends, that's 253.9 pounds.
It had really snuck up on me. I knew I was getting bigger, because my clothes were getting tighter and tighter, and now I hated clothes shopping in town, so I started to buy all my clothes online.
I couldn't stand to see the size numbers on the tags, so I cut them off. I preferred shoe shopping, bag shopping, makeup shopping, anything shopping but clothes.
And I was not happy.
I had booked a holiday to the coast for 8 days.
I cancelled it, got a refund and bought a treadmill.
I stepped on at 4km/hr for 20 minutes and it puffed me right out.
But I stayed at it, and over the next weeks and months when I felt that it started to become easier, I increased the speed. Then I discovered incline! Today I do one hour at a speed of 5 km/her and an incline of 5. The other day I did the last 30 minutes at an incline of six.
I set my alarm for 0450 am and I am usually walking by 0500, and in the shower by 0600, cause I have to be at work by 0700. It. Is. Hard.
I have thrown sugar (the white devil) out of my life. I don't buy bread or pasta (but I eat it when I'm out) and I'm trying to drink more water - why is that so hard?
Portion control and snacking were hard lessons to learn. So I make healthy meals and freeze them in small containers. I got everything unhealthy out of my house.
For about 6 months I have been doing this, and I felt my clothes becoming looser and looser. I got back into some jeans that I hadn't been able to wear for a while.
But it took four months of this hard work before anyone at work said, "Hey! Have you lost some weight?" At that time, when people started noticing, I had lost 15 kg (33 pounds)
I'm back in double digits for the first time in years - currently 99.2 kg.
I don't like to say I'm on a diet, so I say that I am making "healthy life choices" hahaha
And I don't like to demonise food, or demonise myself by saying "I'm being bad today" or "I'm trying to be good". I've tried to stop looking at food as "bad food" and "good food", instead looking at food as either high or low in calories, making it "sometimes food" or "always food".
There is food that I should always be eating, and food that I should only sometimes be eating.
But lately.. things have been slipping. I miss a day or two on the treadmill. I have a choc top at the movies. I eat all those chips that I shouldn't eat. My sometimes food is slipping back into the always category.
My motivation is gurgling down the drain.
I have another 15 kg to go. My goal is 85 kg.
I just wonder what you all do when you feel that motivation slipping away? How do you stay strong and keep your eyes on the prize? All I want to do is eat chips and lie on the couch watching Season 3 of House of Cards. I hope you have some tips for me on staying strong and moving forward.
Like so many other people, my weight loss journey began when I saw "the photo". When did I lose control and let things slip so far away?
This was October 2015.
I couldn't believe the size I had got to. We can lie to ourselves, but the camera doesn't lie, as they say.
I got the scales out from behind the bedside table and blew the dust off them. I put them on a flat surface and stepped on. The digital numbers flashed " 115.2 kg "
For my American friends, that's 253.9 pounds.
It had really snuck up on me. I knew I was getting bigger, because my clothes were getting tighter and tighter, and now I hated clothes shopping in town, so I started to buy all my clothes online.
I couldn't stand to see the size numbers on the tags, so I cut them off. I preferred shoe shopping, bag shopping, makeup shopping, anything shopping but clothes.
And I was not happy.
I had booked a holiday to the coast for 8 days.
I cancelled it, got a refund and bought a treadmill.
I stepped on at 4km/hr for 20 minutes and it puffed me right out.
But I stayed at it, and over the next weeks and months when I felt that it started to become easier, I increased the speed. Then I discovered incline! Today I do one hour at a speed of 5 km/her and an incline of 5. The other day I did the last 30 minutes at an incline of six.
I set my alarm for 0450 am and I am usually walking by 0500, and in the shower by 0600, cause I have to be at work by 0700. It. Is. Hard.
I have thrown sugar (the white devil) out of my life. I don't buy bread or pasta (but I eat it when I'm out) and I'm trying to drink more water - why is that so hard?
Portion control and snacking were hard lessons to learn. So I make healthy meals and freeze them in small containers. I got everything unhealthy out of my house.
For about 6 months I have been doing this, and I felt my clothes becoming looser and looser. I got back into some jeans that I hadn't been able to wear for a while.
But it took four months of this hard work before anyone at work said, "Hey! Have you lost some weight?" At that time, when people started noticing, I had lost 15 kg (33 pounds)
I'm back in double digits for the first time in years - currently 99.2 kg.
I don't like to say I'm on a diet, so I say that I am making "healthy life choices" hahaha
And I don't like to demonise food, or demonise myself by saying "I'm being bad today" or "I'm trying to be good". I've tried to stop looking at food as "bad food" and "good food", instead looking at food as either high or low in calories, making it "sometimes food" or "always food".
There is food that I should always be eating, and food that I should only sometimes be eating.
But lately.. things have been slipping. I miss a day or two on the treadmill. I have a choc top at the movies. I eat all those chips that I shouldn't eat. My sometimes food is slipping back into the always category.
My motivation is gurgling down the drain.
I have another 15 kg to go. My goal is 85 kg.
I just wonder what you all do when you feel that motivation slipping away? How do you stay strong and keep your eyes on the prize? All I want to do is eat chips and lie on the couch watching Season 3 of House of Cards. I hope you have some tips for me on staying strong and moving forward.