28F, 5’9. SW: 177 lbs, CW: 147 lbs.
Dang I’ve been dreaming about this victory post! But I thought I’d be writing it a year and a half ago, and I definitely didn’t picture the pandemic quarantine plot twist...
In 2018, I was in a funky spot. I had two marathons under my belt, landed my dream job, and was happily living with my SO. But, an injury sidelined running, I was hitting happy hour hard with my coworkers, and my love and I were regularly promiscuous with Pizza Hut. My weight slowly creeped up. I knew I wasn’t happy with how I looked, but figured I was just getting older or some crap. When I finally stepped on a scale in July, I was up 40 lbs from my high school weight. I declared I would lose 30 lbs by my birthday in October. On Mar 19 2020, I finally hit my goal. This is what worked for me:
1) I joined r/loseit & r/progresspics. The calorie basics got me started, then I kept on track with loseit challenges & browsing progress pics.
2) I started with CICO but once I learned my portion sizes I only tracked when I needed a fresh start. I do weigh myself every day I’m home.
3) On Monday’s I listen to two weight loss podcasts: We Only Look Thin & Half Size Me. Actually, they’re basically maintenance podcasts, which helped shift my mindset to long-term goals.
4) Last summer I discovered Kelly LeVeque, a nutritionist that focuses on starting the day with a smoothie with protein, greens, fat, and fiber. I have one most days- it reduces meal planning stress and makes me feel good.
5) Exercise is key for my mental health, and for me to FEEL like I’m getting healthy. Group fitness is my jam- at different times during this process I’ve done kettlebell workouts, barre, yoga, and a stiletto dance class.
2020 is absolutely obliterating 2018 on the funky spot scale. I’m not injured, but my gym is closed indefinitely. I still have my dream job, but we all got a 30% cut on Friday. And my love and I are planning our wedding for July 25, but with every day that passes I’m less confident that will happen the way we’ve planned.
My primal instinct is still to go face first into some cheesy breadsticks, but 20 months of tiny good habits dies hard. I have set up my home gym, actually have time to cook, and have been living for long walks outside. I’m trying to stay positive during this forced humanity slowdown to keep this slow, ploddy progress going.
But I’m probably going to get some Hut soon because, apocalypse.
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