kaplooie
New member
So, I've been around for years and years...and years...and here I am, back for another round of whoopin my arse back in shape.
So, in the past I've gone from 234 to 165, then from 214 to 158. And now...dunDUNdun *ominous music que* I'm back up to 233 and figure its time for the yoyo to swing back down to a more reasonable weight. I'm 5'3" and super fat right now. When I tie my shoe laces I have to actually pop my knee out to the side so I can get to my foot, I have to do it so I have room for my enormous beer belly. I'm a chick, so beer bellies being dead sexy aside, its not comfortable or graceful.
I am currently unemployed, for the first time in my life. I rage quit a job at the beginning of the month after taking verbal/psychological abuse from several co workers for over a year and a half. I had enough. I decided it was time to work on myself and get myself healthy again, happy again, and in a more emotionally healthy work environment eventually. My boyfriend, who thinks I'm dead sexy no matter how rotund I get is very supportive. He enjoys the healthy meals I have been cooking, has been fishing to bring me lean meats like perch and sea bass (can't wait for the salmon to start running). He fully supports me getting up at 7am and going to the gym as long as I don't wake him up while I get ready, or when I get home, or until the coffee is made (he is a seasonal worker and off for the next few months). He also told me if I ever want him to he'd slap food right out of my hand before I could eat it...you know...if/when I need that kind of support its good to know I have it.
Now, to the inevitable "plan" detail. I am eating low calorie with lower carbs (about 15% of my macros) because I am diabetic. I am using My Fitness Pal to track all that, but the "community" there is full of a bunch of vicious harpies so I stay away. I prefer smaller message boards anyways, hence my return to the motherland of my weight-loss success'. I'm eating around 1400 kcal a day and working out 6 days a week, starting with a lot of much needed cardio. On my favorite, the elliptical. And doing core work on my stability ball. I will get into weights in a couple weeks, I'd just like to establish a healthy relationship with my gym again before I start lifting (and I'm ecking out slowly when the best times to use the weight room are...so far...not at noon on Tuesday when the weird czech* guy is there ass gazing...). *I'm Czech so I can say that he is weird because he is.
You might ask me, "Why is it that you always get fat again, Kaplooie?" Simple answer. I like food and holding still for long periods of time. There. HONESTY! Refreshing I hope. No cure for that but to do what I don't like and that is show some sense of moderation and move more. Dammit. Anyways, hello to all, new and old. I'll be here, refreshing the diary page ceaselessly till I pass out from boredom so feel free to chat me up
So, in the past I've gone from 234 to 165, then from 214 to 158. And now...dunDUNdun *ominous music que* I'm back up to 233 and figure its time for the yoyo to swing back down to a more reasonable weight. I'm 5'3" and super fat right now. When I tie my shoe laces I have to actually pop my knee out to the side so I can get to my foot, I have to do it so I have room for my enormous beer belly. I'm a chick, so beer bellies being dead sexy aside, its not comfortable or graceful.
I am currently unemployed, for the first time in my life. I rage quit a job at the beginning of the month after taking verbal/psychological abuse from several co workers for over a year and a half. I had enough. I decided it was time to work on myself and get myself healthy again, happy again, and in a more emotionally healthy work environment eventually. My boyfriend, who thinks I'm dead sexy no matter how rotund I get is very supportive. He enjoys the healthy meals I have been cooking, has been fishing to bring me lean meats like perch and sea bass (can't wait for the salmon to start running). He fully supports me getting up at 7am and going to the gym as long as I don't wake him up while I get ready, or when I get home, or until the coffee is made (he is a seasonal worker and off for the next few months). He also told me if I ever want him to he'd slap food right out of my hand before I could eat it...you know...if/when I need that kind of support its good to know I have it.
Now, to the inevitable "plan" detail. I am eating low calorie with lower carbs (about 15% of my macros) because I am diabetic. I am using My Fitness Pal to track all that, but the "community" there is full of a bunch of vicious harpies so I stay away. I prefer smaller message boards anyways, hence my return to the motherland of my weight-loss success'. I'm eating around 1400 kcal a day and working out 6 days a week, starting with a lot of much needed cardio. On my favorite, the elliptical. And doing core work on my stability ball. I will get into weights in a couple weeks, I'd just like to establish a healthy relationship with my gym again before I start lifting (and I'm ecking out slowly when the best times to use the weight room are...so far...not at noon on Tuesday when the weird czech* guy is there ass gazing...). *I'm Czech so I can say that he is weird because he is.
You might ask me, "Why is it that you always get fat again, Kaplooie?" Simple answer. I like food and holding still for long periods of time. There. HONESTY! Refreshing I hope. No cure for that but to do what I don't like and that is show some sense of moderation and move more. Dammit. Anyways, hello to all, new and old. I'll be here, refreshing the diary page ceaselessly till I pass out from boredom so feel free to chat me up