Saturday, July 20, 2019

Help/ suggestions for curbing socially triggered eating?

I'm currently 8lbs down towards a 50lb weight loss goal, using CICO, anti-inflammation guidelines & gentle exercise. I lost the weight before but gained it back over the course of two very stressful yet successful years. I know I can do it again, and keep it off this time: I'm determined.

My biggest challenge at the moment is social triggers for over eating.

I have been better about it mainly by avoiding social situations where I know I'd be likely to drink or eat things that are not what I genuinely want in the big picture. I was eating out with friends or colleagues 3-5 nights per week (part of why I gained) not to mention lunches and coffee meetings.

I've started suggesting walks, being firmer with close friends about only eating places with healthy options, I started cooking for myself and my friends more often...

I've failed a few times, and just ended up eating things that I would prefer not to repeat.

There will always be a certain amount of social eating and drinking that I want and need to do for my career and social life. Also a certain amount of that will be with people who I DO NOT want to tell that I have dietary restrictions at all.

I have an important trip next week with a major client (who is a meat and potatoes and fast food kind of person) and I will be with him for four days straight meeting artists and I want/ need to prepare to keep myself on track.

Also, tomorrow is a weekly gathering of friends that I often find myself "grazing" and overeating at in general. I want to cut that shit out while still enjoying the company of my friends.

Please help with your best recommendations for maintaining willpower in social settings!

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How can I talk to other overweight people about losing weight ?

Hey guys ! First time poster here. Found this subreddit through Youtube and have been massively inspired for my own weight loss (started at 169 lbs, currently at 159, should be at about 130 by mid September ! I've slipped up a few times which is why I'm not as far as I should be but I've gotten a lot better at tracking and estimating so I have faith that it's only uphill from here.)

I am overweight currently because of the eating habits of my family. My dad is always good about eating properly and working out (lost his own dad to a heart attack when he was very young), but my mom isn't good at saying no to things and pushing through to see the end (which is what I inherited unfortunately). My mom is currently very obese and I'm worried about her. I don't think I could remember when she was at a normal weight, but she isn't actively doing anything to change it. My dad and I are doing our best to push her in the right direction (we got her on board to do a month-long clean eating program, my dad even tried bribing her, etc.) but it seems every day I'm finding fast food bags in her car or she's bringing candy home. I know you can't get someone to lose weight unless they're ready, but I want to try and get her there.

I love my mom. I really want to be closer to her, but I'm not very good at coming to her with my personal issues (typical plight of a teenager, I know). I get teary-eyed at the thought of losing her early but it seems that licorice and FaceBook are taking priority at this point. I've tried asking her about her progress in the past but she just gives a few-word answer and changes the subject. How can I bring up my worries to her without upsetting her ?

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I think I’m ready to make an actual commitment.

So back in April I decided that I was going to stop drinking soda for a month. So for the entire month of May I wasn’t going to drink any soda and just see what happed if I changed nothing else. I planned to start this on May first. But ended up doing it in the last week of April which I slowly cut down from about 35-40 sodas a week to 5 sodas that week. I think I’ve had maybe 3 to 5 total since the first of May. I bought one of those tal half gallon water bottles and it has improved my water intake In an extreme way. Im rarely even drinking coffee or even juices. I don’t find the need to add flavoring. And often when I do drink a juice or a Gatorade or something similar I think it’s too sweet.

I’m not extremely over weight. Id like to loose about 25 pounds. But I’ll take it by ear and see how it goes if I need to adjust it. I’m 5 foot 3 and 141 pounds right now.

I’m more concerned with being active and feeling healthy. While weight loss is not my first priority. It’s up there. I’m not super overweight. But. I am extremely out of shape. I sit 90%+ of the time. I’ve not worked in serval months and am hoping to soon land a job where I’m basically required to be in the best shape of my life. So I need to start developing healthy habits.

I’ve created a physical log and journal. As well as online with my fitness pal. My goal isn’t to be super knit picky about counting calories. But I want to get a rough estimate of how much I’m eating and how much working out I’m doing. So I can see how much it’s really helping me. I also want to see it physically on paper. To hold myself accountable.

I’m hoping to be visibly smaller by the end of August. My best friend is getting married in the beginning of September and I want to feel and look my best for her wedding since I’m part of it.

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M/19/5'10" (SW: 234, CW: 184) My 50 pound weight loss journey

Heres a link of my progress pics for reference: https://imgur.com/XnGUN3d

tl;dr: In attempt to become a Fire Fighter i lost 50 pounds and gain some muscle, over the year i changed myself mentally as well as physically, changing not only me, but my lifestyle. I am now a very happy and healthy individual.

I started my weight loss journey around last year, July of 2018. This month was a hard one for me, i had just broken up within my girlfriend, and i figured out that i was too late to register for Fire Academy that year. I had been dating my girlfriend for 1.5 years and we had broken up at the end of June. Fire Academy was supposed to start in august however i was too late to apply. For anybody wondering what Fire Academy is, its simply the Academy you attend at least in my circumstance where i live, to gain an associates in Fire Science, as well as all the certifications to become a Fire Fighter in your state. The fact that i was too late to apply saddened me, however i also had a sigh of relief. I was relieved because i looked in the mirror and didn't see a fire fighter. When i talked to people i assumed they didn't see a Fire Fighter either.

Many people see a Firefighter and whether it be a man or women, and usually they represent strength whether it mentally, physically, and usually both. They see a responsible individual, someone that any child can look up to. Usually healthy, especially younger in their career. Such as those represented in those "FireFighter Calendars." I was none of these things. Coming out of a decently long relationship with my first girlfriend ever, i had gained all the weight i had lost back in high school. I was just another statistic, x percentage of people who had gained the weight back after losing it originally. I realized it was time for a change, not a physical change, not a mental change, but a change in who i am completely, a change in lifestyle. A change in lifestyle would mean i would never go back to being obese.

I realized that if i dedicated myself to a diet for a short amount of time, eventually i would hate it and quit it. I dedicated my time to finding the lifestyle that i am happy with living. Originally it was difficult, as anybody can imagine. Anybody on this subreddit who has gone through a similar weight loss knows how hard it is to start. I started going to the gym, and i started my "diet." Originally i had a very unhealthy diet. I was eating maybe 700 calories a day. I started intermediate fasting with a cup of coffee, granola bar, a chicken thigh, and a protein shake. That was my whole days worth of food. It stayed this way for a while. While i lost a lot of weight i started realizing it wasn't healthy. I would be tired every day and every second of my life. I would eat next to nothing, and workout and do 3 miles of cardio. While the scale went down, so did my mental health. I realized this was not substantial for living. After a few months on this terrible diet i started doing some research. I realized i wasn't gaining any muscle at all because i was eating too little. I spent all that time in the gym lifting weights but i never got stronger. It was a combination of bad workout techniques and poor diet. I realized this shortly into my research. I decided to up my diet calorically as well as protein wise. I eventually got it up to 1,200 calories a day. I stayed on this diet for a month or two, but again, i realized i needed more food. While the 1,200 calories was better, it still wasn't good enough for living off of, at least for me, someone with a very active job, ran 3 miles of cardio, as well as worked out every day.

I realized at this point i had all the research done, about gym technique, and what was needed to gain muscle. I could go on a rant for hours just thinking about it currently. I dived deep into research and knew almost everything almost to the point where i could make a career out of the knowledge. So i realized the issue, the mental barrier. At this point is was most definitely mental issues i was suffering from. My last weight loss journey i also basically was just starving myself to start, last time it was also around 700 calories. While the numbers on the scale went down, i repeat, doing this is not the best option for losing weight. Any bit of science can you tell you so, and you can hear it from someone who suffered from it. With a multitude of eating disorders and body image issues, i realized i needed to break the mental barrier. This is when i started to bodybuild "seriously" It was roughly 6 months into my transformation, and i had only a little bit of muscle. This is when it seemed i started to find the healthy way to lose weight. From someone who performed the transformation, starting off healthy is the best way to go. I regret not starting my journey off in this fashion. I started eating 1,700 calories a day, 190 grams of protein per day, and working out a push pull leg workout routine once a week. I started to feel a lot better, yet i was still tired most days. Yet i could see my muscles getting larger, and my waist, smaller. For the first time, i started loving myself, this has never happened. I have never looked in the mirror and liked what i saw, for the first time i did. I dedicated every lift to Fire Fighting, my biggest fear is not being fit enough to do my job, or save someones life. I knew i could never be strong enough. At this point i realized i developed the lifestyle.

My lifestyle consisted of lifting, and healthy eating. I ate at that diet up until 11 months. Through those 5 months i would continue lifting, and my lifts would increase. People would start complimenting me, one fellow at work said i should become a boxer because "look at those arms." Everyone complimented my weight loss, and id love to tell the story. There is no better feeling than receiving a compliment, apart from fitting into those old skinny jeans i got too big for. For anybody reading this looking for inspiration to lose the weight, i can truly say for those things alone, do it. There is nothing that made me happier than those moments, i have never been more proud of myself. A nice side dish of looking in the mirror and enjoying what you see, is priceless. After 11 months i realized i had lost enough weight, i considered myself at a healthier fat percentage and decided to commit fully to building muscle. I changed my diet yet again. 2,400 to 2,600 calories a day. With 5 core workouts, 5 cardio sessions, and 3 to 4 full workouts a week. Sided with the fact i walked an extra 15,000 steps a day due to work. For the first time ever i felt i was eating more than a normal amount of food, however i wasn't scared anymore. I wasn't scared of becoming that fat kid again, because i knew that i changed my outlook and lifestyle, and it wasn't just temporary, i would do that forever. I realized that i might gain some of the fat back in the process of building as much muscle as possible. However that just means eventually i can cut the fat off with a cut cycle. Building the muscle was necessary for the Fire Fighting aspect of my life, of which i had dedicated my last year of my life too. So here i was, a different person the right, while i went through a huge change mentally as well as physically, i considered myself a brand new person, for the better.

I was no longer afraid to tell people i was becoming a FireFighter, as they would often times say "youre fit you look like a fire fighter" That would always put a smile on my face. I continue to lift, and diet, and this august i am attending Fire Academy, and i am not scared, i think i am very well prepared and i will try my best to be the best cadet i can be. I look in the mirror every morning and that puts a smile on my face. People stare, but not like back in the day. This time when they stare its a good thing, its a good stare. If you never felt what a good stare feels like, its a very good feeling. I was no longer ashamed of my body, i was no longer insecure.

For anyone reading this looking for some motivation in this long story, i hope you do. If you've never transformed, or if you have but failed, or you have already lose the weight, maybe you can relate to some of the things i said, maybe you can't. I can't put it into words how i feel now, everything is just better. I went from depressed last July, to the opposite, a mania, this July. There is nothing better you can do for yourself. If you havn't convinced yourself after reading some posts on this subreddit, or even this one, i seriously hope you reconsider. If i had do it all over again i would gladly do it, knowing that the outcome would be where i am right now. I am a happy, healthy, well rounded individual who is excited to start academy, not scared too. If you are starting to attempt weight loss, or even recomp with fat loss and muscle gain. Please make sure you do it in a healthy manner. Start to understand your body, when it tells you something is wrong, fix it, whether it be diet or something else. Please choose a healthy way to lose weight, and a healthy way to gain muscle. If i had started out on the 1,700 calorie diet i would have had much better progress, so please find the best diet for you before you fully commit. If there is one thing you can take away from my story, its that your journey won't always be a straight path. You might have to make adjustments, you might have to cry some nights, some nights you will love yourself, coming over mental barriers might be necessary, however you will come out of it a completely different and happy person, and it is very worth it.

For anyone going through the journey or considering doing it, please for the love of god do it and stick with it. If you have any questions please feel free to fire away, i will respond through the day when i get the time. Good luck on your journey!

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Feeling burnt out and looking for some advice :(

To keep things brief, I'm about 133/134 currently (F/19, 5"4), GW is really anywhere between 125-130, started at ~152 and got here through first mindful eating and then CICO (also probably relevant, before I even started losing I was working out intensely 4-7 times a week). My problem is that my tendency is to eat as little as possible in order to lose as quickly as possible. This wasn't really an issue before when I just started losing because it was easier to keep up with a high deficit, but lately I find myself slipping into eating only 1000/1100 even when I'm active. I'm often light-headed lately and I feel like I have no energy, to the point where I've reduced my workouts (weight/powerlifting, running, cycling) to only a couple times a week which makes me sad because I love working out! At this point I genuinely don't care much for unhealthy food and honestly just want a bowl of granola and berries and to stop feeling hangry/weak all the time :( I'm just sick of not being able to eat enough ever, sleeping poorly, not being able to work out as much, making my mom nervous that I'm starving myself, having lethargy prevent me from agreeing to go on walks or play catch... I like tracking and logging, I like eating healthy and exercising, but the restriction can feel overwhelming. I don't even want to binge, just eat normally.

The thing is, I was way more miserable even at 145 pounds. I didn't feel like myself, and I just felt insecure and angry all the time. I'm happy now, I just want to lose the last few pounds so that my pants fit comfortably and not super tight. I've taken days (although few) where I eat up to maintenance, but I can never bring myself to give myself a longer break from the constant restriction, thinking, "the time will continue to pass, wouldn't you rather be three pounds lighter in three weeks than weigh the same you do now?" And so I've stuck with it. But this is still my life, and I'm finding that weight loss has become such a priority to the extent that it's basically taken over my summer, and is negatively impacting my life.

And so I'm thinking it would be healthy to only follow a smaller deficit, or eat up to maintenance for a week or so, but at the same time I would hate for progress to stall. I go back to college in a month and I want to be able to start this year fresh and happy and as my best self. I've been eating around 1000-1300 lately (with general summer activity like walking and swimming, and intense exercise but only about twice a week now) and I was thinking of increasing to anywhere between 1500-1700? I do have a decent amount of muscle mass from lifting for the past seven months, I wonder if that affects anything?

I'd really appreciate any response, I've been feeling very stuck.

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Disappointment with my goal-weight body has poisoned my relationship with weight loss and health, and I don't know what to do.

Hi everyone. Back in 2011 this subreddit inspired me to start trying, really trying, to lost weight. I was 15 years old, 5'4 and 180 pounds, and had been fat (or called fat, at least) my entire life. It certainly wasn't the most straightforward trajectory downward, but from my sophomore year of high school to the end of my second year of university, I eventually reached 115 pounds. I was 20 years old and suddenly my life was so fundamentally different: I was independent, living in across the world from where I grew up, starting to fall in love with the man who'd become my husband.

I was in control of my life, my relationship with food, my body.

I wasn't obese. Then I wasn't overweight.

I was thin.

But. Somewhere around 130 pounds I started to suspect that I wasn't going to look like I hoped I would look. I lost weight through calorie counting, I didn't overly worry about what the food I was eating was. I relied on cardio. Between those habits and my natural fat dispersion, I didn't know if I would look, well, good at the end of this. I started to compulsively look at progress pics, trying to find pictures of people who lost weight and looked like me: with my flabby belly, uneven, like candle-wax melting. My chunky thighs, my big calves.

I continued to cut. I surpassed my goal (set at 15, with no real concept of what being that small would be like). I weighed between 118 and 115, and maintaining it for the next year left me an anxious, sick wreck. I obsessed over the concept of skinny-fat, creating this reality where even though I had achieved my goal I still wasn't good enough. After all, I still hated myself naked. I still could feel and grab these fistfuls of subcutaneous fat and loose skin. I got smaller, knowing there was still fat to lose. I tried to lift weights, never eating enough to make any meaningful progress.

I started my masters, exhausted. And so was everyone else-- despite my obsession with my fat stomach I was gaunt everywhere else. I gave in, my masters was hard and miserable, and I indulged. I sought out therapy for my disordered eating. I got rid of my scale, at the end.

Another year passed and I had to get on a scale at the GP. I weighed 130 pounds. I couldn't bear it. I bought a scale, logged into lose it and started again. I was unemployed, steadily losing, back to 118. I moved home, got a job, moved my fiancé across the world to be with me. "Settled" in: trying to get through each day of work while trying to cope with how my life is going to be for...the foreseeable future.

This morning I'm back up to 126. A completely reasonable, healthy weight. I crave a healthy life, where I exercise for joy and because I am strong and able. Where I use my love of cooking to eat fresh, unprocessed and healthy meals that I am proud to eat. But instead I feel my stomach's heft, I see its roundness. I feel incapable of sustaining healthy habits because I am so exhausted with how my body makes me feel, even at it's thinnest. And I cannot bear the work and stress it took to maintain that thinneness, when I was still so unhappy.

I feel so lost: at one point weight loss, exercise and health made me feel empowered and capable. Now I'm consumed with disappointment and guilt, and cannot appreciate how far I have come, the health I now have. I don't know what to do.

TL;DR: I lost 65 pounds between through high school and university but ended up so disappointed with what I ended up looking like that I've ended up with a worse relationship with food and my body than I had before I lost the weight. Has anyone else ever felt this way?

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I ate the world for 3 days and I'm okay

For some history, I've always been pretty good at losing weight. I've also always been pretty good at gaining weight. I love food, and I can happily sit down and eat two or three romaine hearts with no dressing, or an entire pack of white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies from the bakery. I really love to cook, and I get a lot of joy from trying new foods and cuisines from all regions of the world. I have been working on losing weight on and off for about 5 years, started getting more serious about it in January. I'm 5'4", my highest weight was 222 lbs about 5 years ago, which dropped to around 180 when I stopped drinking. I started at 172.2 in January and did good with tracking my calories most of the time, with only a few 'fuck it' weeks here or there where I decided I didn't want to restrict myself, and wanted to enjoy being able to try anything I wanted when going out to eat, or enjoy the deliciousness of an entire order of honey butter croissant from Cheddar's. I can do strick calorie counting for decent periods of time, but I want to keep my weight loss sustainable, and that means also being able to eat without counting calories at times and eating rich calorie laden foods at times, because I don't see the rest of my life being joyful without those options.

So in May, after getting back from a 10 day vacation where I made a conscious choice to not worry and stress about food and eat whatever I wanted, I was up 10lbs and at around 165lbs. I don't regret a moment, it was the first vacation my partner and I have taken in 8 years, and I loved every bite I put in my face and all the cool restaurants we tried. But I have some fitness goals too, and wanted to get my body fat down, get into a healthy weight range, and start doing bulking and cutting cycles to put on some muscle and get to a level of fitness I have never tried before. I like pushing my body and seeing what I can do with it, and right now that involves goals of getting to a sub 15% bodyfat, possibly sub 10%, and then seeing how long it takes to add an extra 10lbs of muscle to my frame with powerlifting.

I decided to start with a 12 week cut, eating around 1300-1500 calories a day, and 120-140grams of protein. And I've stuck to it fairly well. There were a few days that I knew I'd want to be able to eat more, celebrations and potlucks, so I scheduled carb refeeds those days, spaced out every couple weeks, and still kept track of calories and didn't go above maintenance. My rules for myself were 12 whole weeks of meeting my calorie and protein goals daily, carb refeeds scheduled in advance and only once every two weeks at max, and not going above maintenance those days.

Then this week came. This week was busier then any week I've had in years. I am easily overwhelmed and don't often drive long distances, and I need my sleep. This week I got maybe 4 hours a night, I had my clinical shift over the weekend (nursing school), then went to Philadelphia for a wwe payperview which was quite a drive, helped someone move in a last minute emergency, had an intense exam, ran 30 minutes without stopping for the first time, went to an Alice Cooper/Halestorm concert that also involved quite a few hours of driving, had a potluck with a support group I help run, on top of the usual every day stressors of life. It was not a good time to also be stressing about food.

I thought beforehand about trying to plan either the potluck, the concert, or the WWE event, as a refeed day, like I had been doing for special events. I knew I had wanted to commit completely to this 12 week cut and not have unplanned days of eating the world. But that would mean only choosing one day of three back to back events that I really wanted to be able to eat at. Two would have me out of town in places where I had access to restaurants and foods I can't find at home and really wanted to try, and one was a social event where I know I get grumpy if I can't try all the lovely things my people bring. So I made a choice, I decided not to feel like a failure because I didn't keep to my strict 12 week cut with only planned refeeds every couple weeks. I decided to eat the world, put whatever I wanted in my face, and count the calories after. And I consciously chose to not feel guilty for it, that was the hardest choice.

Before this week I was 147.8lbs. I ate the world for three days, somewhere around 3000 calories at least. I was 151.8 the day after the concert. When I got back, it was hard to get back to eating healthy and at a deficit. I absolutely loved being able to indulge in foods that just plain won't fit into my calorie budget right now. I mustered up my resolve and dove back in to my deficit though, and the extra water weight from three days of excess fell back off, and I'm at 147.4 this morning. That's a new low, the lowest I've been in almost a decade! I know that's how this works, that the math adds up, that weight gain from eating in excess is mostly water and only a little fat. But seeing it is the most confirming thing, even though I've seen it many times before. I just am rejoicing in the repeated reinforcement that I can live my life as an unapologetic foodie who indulges at will, while also focusing on health and weight loss and moderation. I can trust myself, I can plan ahead, I can give myself freedom to indulge and then pick up my self control without hesitation. And I finally see that I can maintain this way, I can actually hit a point someday where I can balance eating the world and trying all the lovely foods it has to offer, with eating healthy low calorie options the rest of the time to keep my weight stable, and feel content and not deprived for the rest of my life. That is my real success here, the confirmation of what I knew, but had to really see at this particular moment in time to truly believe.

For the record, I tried two new pastries in China Town that I'd never even heard of, tried rolled ice cream for the first time, and had my first experience of having sushi burritos and onigiri that I hadn't made at home. Plus a delicious mushroom melt with goat cheese and arugula, far too many pralines, and a gratuitous amount of taro boba tea. And the most fantastic cookie dough bars at the potluck which put every cookie I've ever had to shame. It was worth it!

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