F/30/5’7″ [240>165= -75lbs] I needed a New Year Self-Reminder!
https://imgur.com/a/dtBScQp I started another reddit account today solely for fitness going into to new year. This progress is over the span of 2+ years, and I’ve been in maintenance mode for about 2 years now. But I needed a little reminder of the progress I’ve made, as post-weightless maintenance mode is sometimes as mentally challenging as the weightloss journey was itself. Here is (a portion of) my story. Any additional questions please ask away and I will happily answer! I gave up booze on May 19, 2014. That alone let me drop the first 15lbs in a few months. The remaining 60lbs have been from the secret method of eating healthy, exercising and enjoying shitty food only in moderation. In the 4.5 years since I quit drinking I’ve learned a lot about myself. Firstly, that my body and my mind are only as good as the things I let inside them. I used to fuel myself with late nights of booze and countless cigs, followed by drunken 2am fast food, followed by more shitty food in the AM because I was hungover as shit. My 240+lb body was direct evidence of those nights and that lifestyle. I have no kids–my belly and all my stretchmarks (and now looser skin) were a direct result from obesity alone. As for my mind; I never truly thought that I’d ever lose the weight for real. No matter how many countless weightloss attempts that have occurred in the nearly 31 years I’ve existed on this planet. Plus about 10 years ago I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, which aside from it’s anxiety and depression-inducing side effects, it also makes weightloss much more difficult than those without PCOS, a challenge that only pissed me off more. But I learned to change my mindset over time. I never had some “ah-hah!” moment and suddenly was able to lose the weight. It just was me finally understanding through trial and error that success (in any walk of life) is nothing more than a direct result of the negative attitude that you cut out and the positive efforts that you put in. This is cliche but so true that sometimes you are so focused on continued progress and get too hard on yourself, that you need to take a moment to look back at how much ass kicking you’ve already done. So many people have asked, “how do you stay motivated?” To which I reply, “I don’t…I stay disciplined.” If you only workout/eat clean on the days you’re feeling motivated, you’re setting yourself up for failure in the long run. But if you’re disciplined, you will do what you know needs to be done anyway, regardless of motivation, mood or circumstance. That’s what made all the difference for me. My discipline, my patience, and my awareness that there is no “end” if you want to do this right and do this for life. There is no finish line or arrival in life, other than death. So be alive and love your badass self while you’re still here. Be disciplined but love and be patient with yourself at the same time, and whether you believe you can do it or not, just take action and do it. And then tomorrow, wake up and smile and do it again. That is how it has to work. And I promise you that you will do it. Coming from someone that believed for nearly 30 years they couldn’t either, but I did and I am continuing to do so. And as I finished the latter part of 2018 in a depressed state, I needed to write all of this out as reminder for myself today here going into the new year. So if you’ve read this far, thank you because, I needed it! We’re in this together. Happy New Year all. Cheers to a better, happier, healthier 2019, and every year thereafter.