33, I've been big for so long I don't remember what it's like to not be. 2 years ago I had to buy all new 3XL shirts because I couldn't fit in 2XL anymore. That and the back pain that reinforced the depression keeping me in bed almost all the time where finally enough to convince me that, even though I'd changed WHAT I was eating, I needed to change HOW MUCH I was eating, something had to be done. I was 335, I started doing CICO, and while the depression fought back, and I had a few months of backslide, I got back on it, started exercising when I could, and saw results again. I started supplementing some of my meals with Soylent (not terrible, and very efficient), I was already mainly eating vegetarian patties (again, efficient), so a few weeks ago, I realized I'd accidentally gone 85% vegan, so I decided to just go all the way, I feel even better now (no judgements, do what works for you). Well, today it happened, I looked down, and the scale said 299. It's been almost ten years since I saw a 2 in front of my weight. I'm exercising and walking regularly, and feel better than I have in.... I don't even know how long. Changing my goal from 332-299 to 299-250 today was bittersweet, because it represents a milestone, but it also means I no longer have 5-10 lbs left, now I have 50. But I don't care, because I refuse to stop, hear me 200, first I'm hitting 250, then I'm coming for your fucking throat.
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