I'm finally taking the leap and dipping my toes into a site I've visited occasionally as part of my Accept That You're Dieting campaign. I've lost 28 lbs. since late August of last year (even with a three month gap in between when I was injured but I still maintained thanks to a low(ish) carb approach) and I can't deny it anymore that I want to keep going and lose a bit more.
I've been against dieting my whole life because I wanted all the people who focused on my looks to STFU. My brother has a huge beer belly at 29 but nobody focused on HIS looks or his figure. I've always been very self-confident, always loved my body and felt sexy, rolls of fat and all, and I didn't want to diet because I was defiant. I felt rebellious because I was smart, I was a high-achiever early on, I wanted to be treated like a human being, not defined by my physique. I wanted to have the same freedom and leeway as men do.
My attitude remains the same, but in the meantime, I've accepted that I'd rather see myself as a
healthy human being. I didn't start "dieting" for weight loss, I didn't reduce calories right away but changed my eating habits instead: lots of water, regular meals, high protein, low carb, lots of fish, no junk and generally trying to get lots of iron (and minerals in general) in my food because I was afraid I was deficient. So my initial goal wasn't even weight loss, although I know now I was in denial. One thing led to another and... here I am, no longer at 92 kg (202 lbs). Yes, I'm dieting, in as much as I'm trying to lose weight. I'm not sure it's
technically a diet since I don't intend to ever stop eating regular, protein-rich, healthy meals and snacks and do moderate exercise. I'm "lifestyle changing" is a bit of a mouthful but I guess it's more accurate. I got results and for my 27th birthday on Saturday I will be happy to celebrate it as my first at a non-obese weight since I was 10.
I don't know how much I can contribute to this lovely community but it's great to be here.