Disclaimer: english is not my first language, and I do ramble a lot. I'll try to get this thread as polished and flowing as possible, but forgive me if there's any slip-ups. I'll make sure to double check. Also, this might be a long post. Apologies for that.
I (31 F) have always been on the chubby side, but in recent years my weight escalated into obesity. Clothes wouldn't fit me anymore, I became very short of breath even with just a minimal physical effort and I developed awful sciatica pains. It was so bad that even if I was laying down I could feel my leg tingle to the point of becoming numb and kind of cold to the touch. My weight reached 70kg, which for my build and height (149cm) is quite a lot. One morning in early September 2024 I happened to step on the scale, and the number I read was like a slap in the face. That very same morning I begun planning and acting on my weight loss journey. I worked out almost every day of the week, and slightly adjusted my diet. You know, just watched what I was eating and how much/often, and mostly cut out sugary drinks. At first I could only manage short sessions on my stepper, but I gradually developed endurance and ended up performing between 40 and 70 minutes almost every day. I started to genuinely enjoy the journey. Each 5th of the month I would have "Scale Day", and treat myself to either chinese takeout or Mcdonald's regardless of the number on the scale. But even if I mostly enjoyed working out, there's been a few lows here and there. I remember a few times when I would burst into tears while stepping from how overwhelmed I felt. My goal was reaching between 55 and 52kg by September 5, 2025. Fast forward to today, ten months later, and I dropped 15kg. I'm very close to my weight goal range and I honestly feel like I'm blooming into a better version of myself both physically and mentally. The pain is almost nonexistent, I became more confident in myself and my looks, my old clothes fit me again (some are even too big!), and I even got myself a part time job which I love.
All seems well, right?
The thing is, in the past month and a half/two months, I felt my motivation plummet to almost zero. The last scale day went really well, but I barely touched my stepper since then. I've been eating a little less healthy than usual, let some cravings win without planning them, and occasionally reintroduced storebought icetea and other sugary drinks. I considered getting myself into therapy for this and other reasons unrelated to my weight loss jouney, but since that feels like a step still too big for me I thought the next right thing would be turning to a bunch of strangers on the internet (lol). So yeah, what can I do to spark my motivation back? Why has it evaporated right before crossing the finish line to begin with? So far, the only countermeasure I took is tracking my calories intake. I only just started doing it now, because before it felt like being "too obsessed" with the whole weight loss idea. But now that my main physical activity is on hold, I figured I might do it just to be aware and keep myself in a slight and sustainable deficit. I will keep doing this until the next scale day and see how it goes from there.
Anyways, I think I'll wrap it up here. Thanks for reading, and I hope your own jouney to be smooth and joyous!
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