serenitymoon
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I've been overweight since I was little. The last time I actually remember being skinny was when I was 5.
Throughout school I never really watched what I ate. My family was pretty well off so we never had to worry about food. We always had snacks and junk around. I knew I was overweight I just didn't care to do anything about it.
That was until I got into college and I really was wanting to start dating and I realized how unattractive my body was. I moved in with my dad and he's diabetic so he had no sugar in the house and not really much junk. I started watching what I was eating and walking his dogs every day and I got down to 165.
Then I met my soul mate via myspace. We started dating and I spent entire weekends there. One of his two jobs was pizza delivery and that's pretty much all he ate but he was a boxer and worked out a lot so he had a pretty lean figure. I wasn't so lucky. I eventually moved in with him and started working at the same pizza place and I began piling on the pounds.
Our physical relationship became non existent and he urged me to go excersize but I was just so unmotivated and I just didn't want to do anything. He never ever told me I was fat or ugly or anything of the sort but one day during an argument about the status of our relationship he finally admitted that part of the problem was that I had gained a good 50 + pounds.
I wasn't even mad at him for basically telling me I was fat. I was more mad that he didn't come out and say it sooner.
This motivated me because I wanted to save our relationship and my own life. Granted 215 pounds isn't on the extreme end of life threatening but it was still a health risk.
I dieted for a few months by eating what I liked but smaller portions and more often and keeping track of my calories in a food journal and excersizing. I hit 190 and got stuck and gave up and stopped going to the gym. About two months later I decided it was time to get back on the horse so to speak and I went out and bought a new scale and low and behold even without writing everything down and excercising as much I had lost 10 more pounds.
So I started dieting and exercising and lost an additional 10 pounds. But then i got stuck again at 170 and gave up yet again.
A month later I decide we are going down to florida in september to visit my grandparents during at their timeshare condo. Wanting to look good in a bathing suit i hopped back on the scale. I hadn't lost another 10 pounds this time but at the very least I hadn't completely fallen off the horse and I had only gained about 2 pounds.
So now here I am motivated to lose 20 more pounds before September 13 (I know it's a bit of a lofty goal) so I can look better in a bathing suit.
I decided I will be going to the gym every day no matter what it takes and I will not fall to food temptations.
This past couple of days I have gone to the gym everyday and you know I feel really really good. I'm happier at work and I have more energy and I just feel great even though I haven't really started shedding the pounds yet.
This morning I weighed in at 168.7 so hopefully I've permanently broken that 170 plateau.
And for anybody that doesn't care to do the math I've lost about 46 pounds so far.
My long term goal is to get down to 130.
And I also wanted to thank all the people that have posted on the before and after forum. Those pictures are really really inspirational.
Throughout school I never really watched what I ate. My family was pretty well off so we never had to worry about food. We always had snacks and junk around. I knew I was overweight I just didn't care to do anything about it.
That was until I got into college and I really was wanting to start dating and I realized how unattractive my body was. I moved in with my dad and he's diabetic so he had no sugar in the house and not really much junk. I started watching what I was eating and walking his dogs every day and I got down to 165.
Then I met my soul mate via myspace. We started dating and I spent entire weekends there. One of his two jobs was pizza delivery and that's pretty much all he ate but he was a boxer and worked out a lot so he had a pretty lean figure. I wasn't so lucky. I eventually moved in with him and started working at the same pizza place and I began piling on the pounds.
Our physical relationship became non existent and he urged me to go excersize but I was just so unmotivated and I just didn't want to do anything. He never ever told me I was fat or ugly or anything of the sort but one day during an argument about the status of our relationship he finally admitted that part of the problem was that I had gained a good 50 + pounds.
I wasn't even mad at him for basically telling me I was fat. I was more mad that he didn't come out and say it sooner.
This motivated me because I wanted to save our relationship and my own life. Granted 215 pounds isn't on the extreme end of life threatening but it was still a health risk.
I dieted for a few months by eating what I liked but smaller portions and more often and keeping track of my calories in a food journal and excersizing. I hit 190 and got stuck and gave up and stopped going to the gym. About two months later I decided it was time to get back on the horse so to speak and I went out and bought a new scale and low and behold even without writing everything down and excercising as much I had lost 10 more pounds.
So I started dieting and exercising and lost an additional 10 pounds. But then i got stuck again at 170 and gave up yet again.
A month later I decide we are going down to florida in september to visit my grandparents during at their timeshare condo. Wanting to look good in a bathing suit i hopped back on the scale. I hadn't lost another 10 pounds this time but at the very least I hadn't completely fallen off the horse and I had only gained about 2 pounds.
So now here I am motivated to lose 20 more pounds before September 13 (I know it's a bit of a lofty goal) so I can look better in a bathing suit.
I decided I will be going to the gym every day no matter what it takes and I will not fall to food temptations.
This past couple of days I have gone to the gym everyday and you know I feel really really good. I'm happier at work and I have more energy and I just feel great even though I haven't really started shedding the pounds yet.
This morning I weighed in at 168.7 so hopefully I've permanently broken that 170 plateau.
And for anybody that doesn't care to do the math I've lost about 46 pounds so far.
My long term goal is to get down to 130.
And I also wanted to thank all the people that have posted on the before and after forum. Those pictures are really really inspirational.
