Fat Cat
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How did I get here ... okay, weight has been/was the bane of my life. I was a fat kid (not chubby, FAT). I got serious (a little too serious) about weight loss after I turned 15. I developed an eating disorder and lost a LOT of weight (to the tune of over 100 lbs), then got a boyfriend and the weight started creeping back up very slowly. I got married, had a kid, lost the weight down to a normal size, turned vegetarian and managed to stay at my "proper" body weight for about 11 years with very little effort on my behalf. Then I got sick and my weight ballooned up by over 50 pounds on top of developing a bunch of allergies that prevented me from following a vegetarian diet anymore ...
And then I spent the next ten years drunk.
Well, that's exaggerating. I would drink at night. However, only recently I've discovered that my evening nightcaps probably did more to undermine any hopes of losing weight than anything else in my life.
I've actually maintained a degree of fitness over the years, I lift free weights and have a pretty extensive home gym. For my weight I'm carrying a good bit of muscle, but always my demon/lover alcohol has been peeking over my shoulder. That glass of wine after work to relax, a shot of vodka here or there, it adds up. One of my problems is my stress level, I'm just kind of wired to begin with, and I've had sleep problems for a lot of years and loosening up before bed made crashing out much easier. Well, I actually managed to sleep last night and the night before without a drinkie so I think I've got this figured out now, it seems I need to go to bed with a clear mind and have done what I set out to do that day, whether it's getting my work done, exercising, eating on plan, whatever ...
So now here I am with the hopes of losing 60 pounds. I need a safe place to journal and I need support. I need to be able to gripe about hunger pangs and being too tired to pedal the bike. I'm going to be 44 soon, if I don't get serious about losing this weight then I think I'm going to the grave with this body.
That's my introduction. Here's wishing us all luck.
And then I spent the next ten years drunk.
Well, that's exaggerating. I would drink at night. However, only recently I've discovered that my evening nightcaps probably did more to undermine any hopes of losing weight than anything else in my life.
I've actually maintained a degree of fitness over the years, I lift free weights and have a pretty extensive home gym. For my weight I'm carrying a good bit of muscle, but always my demon/lover alcohol has been peeking over my shoulder. That glass of wine after work to relax, a shot of vodka here or there, it adds up. One of my problems is my stress level, I'm just kind of wired to begin with, and I've had sleep problems for a lot of years and loosening up before bed made crashing out much easier. Well, I actually managed to sleep last night and the night before without a drinkie so I think I've got this figured out now, it seems I need to go to bed with a clear mind and have done what I set out to do that day, whether it's getting my work done, exercising, eating on plan, whatever ...
So now here I am with the hopes of losing 60 pounds. I need a safe place to journal and I need support. I need to be able to gripe about hunger pangs and being too tired to pedal the bike. I'm going to be 44 soon, if I don't get serious about losing this weight then I think I'm going to the grave with this body.
That's my introduction. Here's wishing us all luck.
Why thank you Angelica!!! I don't think my life is so crazy but what do I know 