5'1 female. My goal was 120, I got to 112. Went from just overweight to a 21 BMI in about a year. No matter what the number on the scale is I can still feel my stomach fat go up and down when I run. I still have love handles. I still look like a fucking pear. I still have fat where triceps should be. Weight training hasn't done shit. And honestly, I'm getting sick more often than before. No matter how much I jack up the weight/reps/sets or ruthlessly watch my form nothing changes. I feel exactly the same as I did before except now I have to obsessively watch what I eat, I'm feel like I'm always starving, and I barely burn any calories from cardio because I do it 6 days a week. I feel like I'm wasting 1.5 hours, 6 days a week at the gym because I feel exactly the fucking same. And honestly I probably look the same too. The high of becoming a healthy weight is no longer enough to make me happy and back to hating myself again. I'm very seriously considering plastic surgery but my parents would be so disappointed in me...
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