A little about me...I've always been overweight, but nearly a year ago I committed myself to changing my life. I gradually altered my eating habits knowing that small incremental change would be more sustainable for me than the 'cold turkey' approach. Now, 10 months later my eating habits are really clean. In July, I incorporated exercise - by far my biggest challenge! I engaged a trainer once a week. Due to age, thyroid challenges, and most notibly not consistently exercising throughout the week my progress has been slow and steady. I've lost just over 50lbs since July when I finally had the courage to weigh myself (291 at the time - assuming 300-305 when I started).
So, that's all really positive and since the beginning of the year I've been very consistent with food and exercise. Why in the dumps? I just got back from vacation and saw the photos. I knew they wouldn't be great, but the shock of how poorly I still look has really knocked me off my feet. I'm telling myself all the right things, journaling my thoughts, and fighting through this obsticle without using food or alcohol to mask the pain. But I'm on the verge of crying almost every moment of the day. I don't know how to do this. Has anyone gone through this? What helped you?






Your heart alone must be thanking you for dropping that weight. Don't fret over the "looks of things". You'll suddenly notice changes, and I'll bet other people see them now. 