Long time lurker here from before I even set a goal and was just feeling sorry for myself. In the last eight months I have gone through a lot of changes including getting out of a 3 year relationship, having to move back in with my folks to reset myself, and coming to the realization that I needed a big change.
In college I was pretty athletic, played club sports and some intramural sports and was generally in decent shape weighing in the 160s. Since then I still played sports like softball and ultimate frisbee in pick up games and local leagues until my ex started having a problem with me playing as she disliked a few of the people that also played. To try to make things work, I stopped playing sports almost altogether, started dealing with some depression and used eating poorly as a crutch. I realized I had a weight problem last fall when I couldn't even recognize my face in the mirror compared to past pictures of when I was more fit. I started trying to hammer things down with some running, but then the ex was questioning why I was running and wanted to lose weight, accusing me of getting in shape to look for another girl (she was a petite girl who I found gorgeous but apparently had self esteem issues), so I stopped the running.
Fast forward to the start of spring and I was back to playing sports and started running again. I started to feel better, liked the way I was starting to look again, and having fun while doing it. The past month I hit a snag though. I have started to help my dad with his business which involves a lot of driving as he injured his hip and can't drive. This has led me to eating food that is easy to get and eat while on the go, i.e. fast food. Yesterday for the start of football, I called it a special occasion, I had a burger and fries along with 8 wings for lunch, spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner, and then my greatest weakness, ice cream for desert. This morning I drive and do my thing, stop at Chic Fil' A for a sandwich and a lg Coke, then on the way home got a Bacon McDouble and lg sweet tea.
I honestly wasn't really feeling well, my stomach ached and I was embarrassed by what I ate. Four weeks ago I hit 189 lbs and was hyped to be approaching my initial goal, today I stepped on the scale this afternoon and was back to 196lbs. I fucked up after getting so close.
After seeing that, I looked here on r/loseit, everyone here is always supportive and have put in and keep putting in the hard work. I put my foot down and said to myself that I didn't work this hard to go back up, laced up my shoes and went out for a run. I hit my best mile mark and took 30 seconds off my best time for my 1.5 mile.
Just because you stumble doesn't mean you fall, a slip up does not me you have to give up. I'm not starting this up again tomorrow, I'm starting again NOW. Thank you all for your inspiring posts and being a wonderful community. Keep up the good work and we will all get there together
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