5'7/35/Female
Starting Weight: 238
I've gained some weight and am uncomfortable in my own skin. Two weeks ago, I started logging calories and making slightly smarter decisions.
I know diets don't work and I don't have the discipline to completely give up fast food.
Two weeks ago, I started by ordering small or medium meals.
Instead of cola, I started ordering lemonade.
Instead of a double, I started ordering a single.
Instead of a crispy chicken, I started ordering a grilled chicken.
I stopped going to the vending machine at work.
I started parking my car as far away from entrances as possible to take more steps.
Instead of coffee, I started drinking water at work.
If I know there is free food in the break room, I don't go in there. (I'm ashamed to say it but if there's food, I will consume it...)
Instead of sitting at the desk, I started walking down the halls (I'm a shift supervisor in a nursing home) to gain more steps.
When I sit down for a long gaming session, I set a vibration alarm on my phone to get up and stretch every hour.
I started asking myself, "Am I honestly hungry?"
I started drinking more water because I know that sometimes I'm thirsty instead of hungry.
I have a pair of jeans that I refer to as my "fat girl" jeans. They were too tight and I knew I had a serious problem.
I put them on yesterday and they fit perfect. I thought to myself, This is a fluke: there is no way...
Two weeks ago, I weighed 238.
Today, I weigh 234.
I've been reading this sub and offering encouragement to others. I felt like shit because I did give in the other day and had way too much. I logged in my food for today and realized I was over my limit.
I'm always over my limit but it's not by much.
And then it said its been two weeks since I last weighed. I finally got the courage to weigh myself and I lost four pounds.
I'm trying to not to cry but I can't help it - I realized that if I exercise just a little bit every day, I could probably create a deficiency for myself.
I know I have a long way to go and I never did set a goal weight for myself - I just want to feel good about myself and like what I see in the mirror.
Today, I've decided 200lbs would be a good goal to work toward. I don't remember the last time I was under that weight, hah!
I'm sorry this is all over the place - its just so encouraging to notice all these little things adding up and I'm not feeling deprived, I'm not starving myself, I'm not killing myself with crazy workouts - I'm just moderating myself.
And this little bit encourages me to do a little bit more.
A little bit better.
It all starts with a little bit.
It doesn't have to be hard or overwhelming: just a little bit less fries. Just a little bit less chips. Just a few more steps.
That's it - that's all it takes to get the ball rolling. And yes, I give in sometimes. But I don't have to keep giving in - I've stumbled. I've had my moments of not wanting to see the truth. I've had my fear of getting on the scale. I've had my emotions and stress get to me and I've wanted to binge my heart out...but I keep trying.
Just because I ate a few too many chips doesn't mean I should eat all the chips.
Even when I start to overeat, I stop the moment I realize it - before, it was more like, "I've already done the damage so might as well just continue eating whatever I want."
It doesn't work that way. Even when I mess up, I realize it and I stop.
I am so proud of myself, I just had to share.
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