I started thinking about a weight loss strategy long before I put anything into action. I actually started the mental process last November, and yes, I know it's crazy to actually mentally prepare for weight loss.
I had a lot of time to think, and a lot of time for those thoughts to swim around in my brain before congealing and forcing me in to action (or an aneurism.) I thought about lipo, tummy tucks, and lapband procedures before getting serious about the problem. I'll admit it was hard for me to let go the idea of using quick fixes.
Why didn't I go for the quick fix? Honestly, the main reason is that I'm terrified of someone cutting into my body. It wasn't any of this nonsense that I had the gumption to get on track and not need any quick fix. I was just plain scared.
I also couldn't go for one of those procedures until I figured out what was driving my weight problems. I couldn't understand why I had gained so much weight over the last 7 years. I don't eat much; in fact, I was gaining weight while eating 12-1500 calories per day without a diet.
I clutched onto the idea that it wasn't my fault! I must have a thyroid problem, and my doctor just couldn't detect it.
I was, in short, an idiot. I was only thinking about calories in food and soft drinks. I wasn't thinking about my other vices and the calories I was pouring into myself every time I had a few glasses of wine with dinner, or a margarita after dinner. Or, let me be honest with myself, when I was drinking at 11:30 in the morning.
Since I'd discounted the quick, yet expensive, fixes, and my doctor refused to agree that my thyroid wasn't functioning, I decided to join a gym. Gym membership happened about two weeks ago, and I must say the membership has forced me to stop lying to myself.
I went with a trainer. Yes, I know I should have the willpower to do this alone, but I needed someone that would push me.
The first day we talked about my habits and what was the cause of my spiral from extremely thin early twenty something to obese late twenty something. This was eye opening, to say the least. I discovered that on average I was putting almost calories into my body per day.
Since that discovery, I've not had another drop of alcohol and only a few soft drinks. I still eat the same, so my calorie intake is quite low. I've started exercising daily. I've started to become a new me.
I've only lost 4 lbs so far, but ultimately the weight loss per week doesn't matter. What matters is that I feel better already. I'm like a little, ok big, energy ball bouncing off the walls.
Weight loss per week doesn't matter, but weight loss per year does. I'd be lying if I said I'd be ok with just feeling better but being the same size in a year. My starting goal was to lose 99 lbs, and I'd like to have at least 75 of that out of the way by this time next year.
Note to anyone that might read this entry: If you should invest in a trainer, let me warn you, they have no sense of humor. They don't respond well to questions like: "Will you drive to my house every morning to drag me to the gym?" or "What time do all the fat people exercise? I'm thinking I should exercise late at night so I'll be under cover of darkness." Trainers are evil sadist and not to be trifled with.
I had a lot of time to think, and a lot of time for those thoughts to swim around in my brain before congealing and forcing me in to action (or an aneurism.) I thought about lipo, tummy tucks, and lapband procedures before getting serious about the problem. I'll admit it was hard for me to let go the idea of using quick fixes.
Why didn't I go for the quick fix? Honestly, the main reason is that I'm terrified of someone cutting into my body. It wasn't any of this nonsense that I had the gumption to get on track and not need any quick fix. I was just plain scared.
I also couldn't go for one of those procedures until I figured out what was driving my weight problems. I couldn't understand why I had gained so much weight over the last 7 years. I don't eat much; in fact, I was gaining weight while eating 12-1500 calories per day without a diet.
I clutched onto the idea that it wasn't my fault! I must have a thyroid problem, and my doctor just couldn't detect it.
I was, in short, an idiot. I was only thinking about calories in food and soft drinks. I wasn't thinking about my other vices and the calories I was pouring into myself every time I had a few glasses of wine with dinner, or a margarita after dinner. Or, let me be honest with myself, when I was drinking at 11:30 in the morning.
Since I'd discounted the quick, yet expensive, fixes, and my doctor refused to agree that my thyroid wasn't functioning, I decided to join a gym. Gym membership happened about two weeks ago, and I must say the membership has forced me to stop lying to myself.
I went with a trainer. Yes, I know I should have the willpower to do this alone, but I needed someone that would push me.
The first day we talked about my habits and what was the cause of my spiral from extremely thin early twenty something to obese late twenty something. This was eye opening, to say the least. I discovered that on average I was putting almost calories into my body per day.
Since that discovery, I've not had another drop of alcohol and only a few soft drinks. I still eat the same, so my calorie intake is quite low. I've started exercising daily. I've started to become a new me.
I've only lost 4 lbs so far, but ultimately the weight loss per week doesn't matter. What matters is that I feel better already. I'm like a little, ok big, energy ball bouncing off the walls.
Weight loss per week doesn't matter, but weight loss per year does. I'd be lying if I said I'd be ok with just feeling better but being the same size in a year. My starting goal was to lose 99 lbs, and I'd like to have at least 75 of that out of the way by this time next year.
Note to anyone that might read this entry: If you should invest in a trainer, let me warn you, they have no sense of humor. They don't respond well to questions like: "Will you drive to my house every morning to drag me to the gym?" or "What time do all the fat people exercise? I'm thinking I should exercise late at night so I'll be under cover of darkness." Trainers are evil sadist and not to be trifled with.
I guess my desired to look damn good after I do all this takes over.
