Male, 6’ maybe 6’1”. Can’t really give an accurate weight because I really have no idea if my scale is working properly or not. I weighed myself a few days ago and it said 245 but I certainly don’t believe I look 245lbs and neither does anyone else I tell that. I care more about the results rather than the number on the scale anyway. I’m 17, a couple weeks from 18, and started cutting out old habits around the end of February/beginning of March. I work in retail at a store that is literally a couple minutes from my house. Since I’m still in school (or was at the time thanks a lot COVID-19) and live with my parents I don’t have a lot of things to pay for which meant I had more money to spend on food. Every time I went to the store, which was basically once a day since it was so close, I would look at the sales on the 2-liter sodas. If they were on sale I would buy 2-4 of them. I definitely became addicted to soda. It got so bad to where I could drink an entire 2-liter in a day. It didn’t stop there. I began to fall in love with pizza, specifically Dominos. I would order the same thing every time I had it, which could be like 3-5 times a week. I would order a large pizza with double cheese, double pepperoni, and extra sauce... and yes I could and almost always would eat the whole thing in one sitting. Other days when I didn’t feel like having pizza I would go to McDonald’s because I fell in love with their signature sandwich, the Big Mac. My regular order was two Big Macs with extra pickles and extra Mac sauce, and a large French fry. No drink because I would take the food home anyway and drink whatever soda I had in the refrigerator. I ate more than just that of course but that’s all I’ll go into for now. This all went on for months. I was already pretty badly out of shape, but I could tell I was gaining even more weight. I was previously told by my doctor a while back I have high blood pressure and I should really think about quitting sugary drinks. Obviously I didn’t listen.
My parents started to notice I was eating fast food a lot, and my mom frequently would let me know I’ve gained weight. I know she wasn’t trying to be mean or anything and frankly I’m glad that she did let me know because that’s what eventually helped snap me out of this eating disorder I had. One night I just continued to think about what I was doing to my body and kept telling myself that I can quit. I guess my mom was thinking about me that night too because when I got up she wanted to have a serious talk with me about my food intake.
I would say it’s been about three weeks give or take since I started turning my life around. I’ve quit basically anything that someone could consider unhealthy. This is already a really long post so if you’re interested in specifics just ask in the comments. Currently I can tell I’m losing weight, and I’m happy. Plus I’m currently recovering from wisdom teeth removal so that’s probably also helping with weight loss too. If you actually read all this then I seriously commend you.
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