So it’s been a while. Been busy with work and life things, and I’ve not really had anything to write about! Still having bad days, but they’re happening less often now which is great. Huge boost today when my mums friend who hasn’t seen me in around 4 months said I looked like I’d lost weight. I was chuffed to bits! To add to this I’ve had to spend a bit of money on getting some new jeans as the ones I was wearing were falling off me! Since the 2nd of February I’ve lost 22lbs. I’m so happy! I’ve been asked out to tea a few times by friends and I’ve said no each time, because I feel so motivated after hearing this and seeing the results, makes me feel like I can actually do this!
I hope you guys are all feeling on top of the world too 🙂
So I’ve actually had a bad week, despite the title of this post. I’ve been eating a lot of junk and drinking a lot of wine. Emotionally eating and drinking due to seeing my recent ex with his new girlfriend, more than once. A story I’m sure I’ll tell at a later date! I’ve been unable to step on the scales for fear of what they’ll show me! I eventually decided to hop on, 294, 3lbs up. Was not what a wanted to see! That was 2 days ago. Despite still drinking a bit of alcohol, I ate healthily or if I did eat junk I ate it in moderation. Worked up the courage to step back on those scales today. 289.2lbs!! From my starting weight I’m officially just over a stone down. My silver lining for a rather horrible week! I could have continued this downward spiral, but I knew I would hate myself for it in a week or a months time. So I jumped straight back onto the healthy eating band wagon! After a bad few days, weeks or even months, how do you guys cope?
Write soon Lovlies
So Friday is my official weigh in day (even if I do weight myself everyday anyway). So I’ll give you a little summary of the last few weeks…
So today I actually put on all the stuff I bought to exercise in and actually left the house! An achievement in itself, even if I did only get a couple of minutes down the road. Walked for a minute, jogged for a minute, give up, walk home. A bit of a pathetic attempt to be honest, but at least I tried. It doesn’t help that it’s bitterly cold at the moment and you end up getting a pain in the middle of your chest and I’m ill too. Excuses, excuses, excuses.
When I was younger, around the ages of 12-16 I was relatively healthy. I played a lot of sport; netball, cricket, rugby, tennis and even some athletics. Not bad for someone who was overweight. Then I got plagued with injury after injury and eventually each sport was cut from my life. Something which I massively regret doing. So now I want to exercise and get healthy, I still think of myself as the fat girl who could whip everybody’s ass, no matter what the event. When in reality, I’m the morbidly obese woman who hasn’t done anything to massively increase her heart rate in about 6 years.
So I’m slightly stunned by this realisation, but you’ve just got to push on. Hell, maybe it’s the wake up call that I needed. At least I’ve set myself a new goal, a non scale goal. Something that I will achieve. Lose the weight, get healthy and get back into sport. What goals have you guys set yourselves, that aren’t based on a number on a scale?
Talk soon my lovelies. And have a fabulous day!
Success is not a race, be patient.
I’ve become quite obsessed with checking the scale recently. I check everyday. It barely goes down day to day, which annoys me, and it goes up later in the day which annoys me even more! I think I’m too obsessed on loosing the weight now, this very second rather than playing the long game. I don’t go on binges when I get disappointed with the results, but I become completely demotivated making me question whether I can lose the weight. I guess I need to start looking at the none scale victories. I’m making healthier choices, before I eat anything I check the amount of calories. So surely in the long run these small victories will impact the scale victories?
I’m going to attempt going for a run/jog/walk/crawl tomorrow morning. I’ve been trying to do it for the past week, I set my alarm for 6am, the alarm goes off and it gets instantly turned off. I need to motivate myself to get my ass in gear and get out of bed. The weight will come off slowly with the change in diet, but a bit of good old cardio will give it a helping hand! Note to self, join the gym and get some motivation. What do you guys do to motivate yourselves?
Talk soon my lovelies.
Winston Churchill: Never, never, never, never give up.
So this is the start of my blog, but it’s not the start of a new me, that started 3 weeks ago. A little bit about me (in case you’re nosy like me) I’m 22 and my starting weight was 304lb and I’m currently at 295lbs. Not a huge difference, but this is only the start. I have a bit of a hectic life, I work a minimum of 39 hours a week as a support worker, and then I have to somehow find time to see my friends and family! Fortunately I’m on my feet most of the time at work so I class that as my exercise as I have barely any chance to do any. Recently, me and a friend have been talking about joining a gym, she is a size 12…I am a size 24, little and large much? So I’m slightly apprehensive about that, mainly for the people at the gym and their judgmental attitudes, but it’s something I have to do, and I need to be less concerned about what other people think of me and just be happy with myself. I must dash now my lovelies. I’ll update again soon.
Instead of giving myself reasons why I can’t, I give myself reasons why I can.
In it together…