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Hey, all.
I've gone up and down with my weight aaalllll my life. Childhood abuse, depression & bipolar cause me to binge eat. That's my issue. I had lost 75 lbs last year or so and was feeling excellent... and I've gained it all back and more in a few months.
I always do this. Sometimes I get to my goal weights and keep it down, stay healthy for a few years, but with perimenopause I'm struggling extra hard now. I know what to do. I know how to do it, as well. I just need to start - so I decided to hell with wallowing in my pity. I'll just re-lose that weight again, and hopefully more.
I'm quite afraid to actually see my weight now, because it will put me off and stop me again. I know from a recent dr visit I was over 300, and I'm short - 5' 5 or 4.
I think I'll have my husband help with measuring me instead.
Just posting for support and because writing it down someplace should help cement my resolve once more. I have several baby step weight loss goals and here's to hoping I'm going to make them with your help these coming months!
My whole life I have been obsessed with getting a “flat” stomach, this certain look I’ve had in my head forever and why I’ve always gotten on the weight loss train. Well I’ve lost the weight; 62 lb to be exact, and guess what.....No flat stomach. For months I’ve been lifting my shirt first thing in the morning praying that that flat stomach would magically appear with another pound gone. It’s never shown up. I even passed my goal weight and I still felt disappointed UNTIL I had a massive realization. I looked up from my stomach and saw my collarbones, my cheek bones, the way my necklaces lay around my neck, slimmer thighs, and stronger arms. I saw my glasses sat nicer on my face and I only had one chin (ha!) All this time I was obsessing about my “flat stomach” I never realized all my other progress. So I kept looking and I loved what I saw. I’m not out of breath going up the stairs, I can run a 5k for FUN, I can keep up with my kids, I feel more confident,I have good blood pressure, a normal BMI, I have learned to cook healthier recipes...I could go on and on. I’m sharing in hopes that if there is someone out there like me that’s made it to their goal weight and feels like they can’t “celebrate” or be proud because goal weight isn’t the body they imagined...please look twice at yourself! There is so much to celebrate in every pound of weight loss. And our successes are so much more than how we look.
Hey everyone, I’ve seen so many successful posts and motivational weight loss, body and mind transforming stories and I first just want to say I’m proud of all of you guys! I’ve come here for advice. Right now I weigh in at 181, which is 10 pounds down from my starting weight and about 25 pounds away from my goal weight. I’ve hit this 180 platform before, and feel great about it, but then shoot back up. I’m around the corner again, and excuse my French but I don’t wanna fuck this up. Have any of you guys hit a weight barrier like this where it just felt impossible to break through but you eventually did it? If so, how did you do it?
I would love some advice on sustainable weight loss and fitness from you all. I’ve just found myself in a situation where I have a huge amount of time free, meaning I could feasibly spend 2-3 hours a day at the gym. I’d like to make the most of that over the next 3-4 months, without overtraining. I’m 29F, and want to lose about 8kg. Making healthy and sustainable lifestyle changes is more important than a number on the scale though, because I know that sooner or later that free time will shrivel up. I’m also planning on spending a bit more time cooking, so any advice there is welcome too. At this stage the vague plan is to hit the gym and spend: 20-30 mins elliptical/treadmill (working my up to a 5km run) 20-30 mins weights 30 mins stretching
Hi, I’m terrible at weight loss. It’s a psychological problem. I need help.
I’ve gone from having a BMI of 26 to a BMI of 20, back up to 26, back down to 20, and back up to 26 again in the past 7 years.
I keep losing and then gaining back the same 25-30lbs over. and over. and over. (I’m short, so that’s a lot of weight for me. It’s about 3-4 dress sizes.)
I always start off really well with logging my calories on MFP. I stay focused. I weigh myself. I exercise. I lose weight. I keep going, sometimes for two weeks, or a month, or six months. Losing 1-2 pounds per week in a steady fashion.
But what foils me EVERY TIME: cheat days.
Every now and then, I get the idea that I should allow myself a cheat day, during which I can eat whatever I want.
I find all sorts of ways to justify it.
Whatever the reason, I eat whatever I want with reckless abandon for one day.
Then of course I get a taste for it. I can’t go back to eating at a deficit straight away the next day. My willpower PLUMMETS.
It’s like an alcoholic who’s been sober for 6 months, and then gets a taste of alcohol, and they’re suddenly addicted again. They can’t just have one drink.
Again, my brain invents a reason why I don’t need to start tracking my calories again the next day.
Maybe I have “leftovers” from whatever I had during my cheat day, that need to be eaten. So there’s no point starting again today.
Maybe it’s the weekend tomorrow, so I may as well enjoy myself this weekend then start on Monday.
So I have another cheat day. Then another. Then another.
And then I’m back to my old ways, and tracking my calories doesn’t even occur to me anymore.
I stop weighing myself, because it’s so demotivating seeing the scale creep up.
So I tell myself I’ll get my diet back under control for a week, and THEN weigh myself.
But of course I don’t.
Then before I know it, I’ve gained back half the weight that I lost. At this point I weigh myself and I’m devastated. So I think “right, fuck this. if I’m going to get fat again I might as well enjoy myself.”
So I PIG OUT. I buy ALL the high-calorie foods and eat whatever I want without thinking for weeks or months on end.
Then eventually my clothes stop fitting right. I struggle to get my wedding ring on. My face starts to look puffy in photos. My jeans won’t zip up.
And I’m back to my starting weight again, and wondering how the hell I let this happen AGAIN.
On November 11th, I started tracking my calories again, and it started off well.
For 2 straight weeks I logged everything I ate. I ate at a deficit every day, exercised regularly. I lost 5lbs. My clothes started fitting better. I felt AMAZING, unstoppable! I was convinced this would be the time that stuck!
Then I had a cheat day. I can’t remember why. But it was a Saturday, so I thought I may as well start again on Monday.
But Monday came and went and I still wasn’t tracking again. On Tuesday I got back on the wagon... for 3 whole days. Then my friend came to stay and wanted to go out for a meal so I thought, well... cheat weekend it is.
Now it is Wednesday. My friend left on Sunday. I started tracking my calories again today. I was under maintenance after dinner.. Then I ate a family size bag of cheese puffs because my football team was losing.
I. Can’t. Stop.
WHY am I destined to keep sabotaging myself? I KNOW I feel like shit and hate the way my body looks. I KNOW what I need to do, so why can’t I do it? Why does my brain only seem to care about instant gratification?
How can I find the motivation to STICK to a new, healthy lifestyle where I treat food as fuel and only give my body what it needs?
I’m stuck here, guys. If I don’t get a kick up the arse tonight, I’ll know I’ll fall completely off the wagon again.
**warning, this is really long, and for that I am sorry, just please bear with me**
I am a 26y/o female. I have had weight problems my entire life, and have tried various different methods of weight loss. I know all about weight-loss being a lifestyle change and how it't not really a "one-size-fits-all". But I've tried so many. Here is the list of what I have tried:
-Good old fashioned working out and watching portion sizes.
-Gym membership/ personal trainer
-Noom
-Zeal for life
-Shakeology/21 day fix
-Intermittent Fasting.
-Paleo
-Veganism
-Pescetarianism
-Vegetarian
-Gluten free
You name it, I have tried it. The only one that got me real results was Noom, and IF. I started IF in 2018 but stopped shortly after because I think I was losing weight due to not being able to consume enough calories in the 8 hour window. I was worried about the types of effects that would have on my health, and so I stopped.
In the beginning of this year, I got really sick and I was in awful pain for a couple of weeks, I always thought it was something I was eating, like dairy or gluten. So I limited what I ate, and took a lot of otc pain killers. Then one night it got so bad, i was up for over 36 hours just bawling my eyes out when I wasn't dozing off. I finally went to my husband and decided that I should go to the hospital and I was seen right away. I ended up getting admitted for 1 week, and had 3 procedures done. ERCP to remove gallstones that blocked my liver and caused me to become jaundice, and they placed a stent. (the stones are what was causing unbearable back pain), then I had my gallbladder removed which was supposed to be laparoscopic but they ended up needing to cut me open because it was so bad, and the final procedure, which was another ERCP to remove the stent. It was then that I decided that I never wanted to feel that badly again and so I signed up for Noom and started the process. I went from 245 lbs, to 216 lbs. in 1.5 months. I felt great!
Then there was a rough patch in my marriage (all is fine now, my husband ended up needing to start a couple of medications for anxiety and depression) but that rough patch threw me through hell. I gave up my diet, turned to my only source of comfort (food) but told myself that "i deserved this little break" and that "i would get right back on the horse after a few days" but those few days turned into a week. then into 2 weeks, and here we are 5.5 months later, and I am back up to my pre-weight loss weight. I hate myself.
Why can I never stick to anything? So many serious illnesses (diabetes, cancer, crohns, etc) run in my family and I am terrified of them. I have a 4 year old daughter that I want to live for. I have a husband who I love and who I want to live life with. I have so many self-esteem issues, and would love to feel even just a bit better about myself than I do now. I have all of these reasons to lose weight, but I have absolutely zero motivation to start again, because I know I will always fail. I don't understand why I can't stick to something. Why I have next to no self discipline and why weight loss is only easy when my life is going well.
But I am 26 y/o and I don't want to spend my life like this. I have a feeling that 30's is where its at and I want to enjoy those, and not feel like this for the rest of my life. So how do I do it? I have absolutely zero support (like no friends, at all, due to antisocial-ness/introverted-ness) I can't afford a gym membership/personal trainer, (not that I would use it, I tried before). I cannot afford counselling. I feel like all hope is lost.
I sincerely apologize for the pity story, I am just having a really crappy day after realizing the low that I've come to. My breakfast was 3 donuts and 2 pizza pockets. I am pathetic. But I really do not want to live like this anymore.
So here is my question, how do you keep yourself motivated, even when life gets in the way? How do you control yourself when you are consistently around temptations? How do you change your lifestyle permanently? How do you get over your fear of new self esteem issues (like the loose skin that I will definitely have)? How do you allow yourself to make mistakes, but then pick yourself up and try again? (I have that Aaliyah song in my head now, haha)
If you took the time to read my novel, I sincerely appreciate it. I'm not here looking for attention or sympathy, I'm here looking for answers because I have no idea where to turn to now. So thank you for your time :)
