5’9”, 31/f here. You could call me the queen of yo-yo dieting. I grew up chubby, was 145lbs at 10 years old and 175lbs by the time I was 13/14. I kept getting fatter and fatter until the Atkins diet craze happened in 2004ish and I managed to get back down to 175 for high school graduation. Immediately after high school I ballooned up to 230 lbs, and dieted down to around 145 by the time I was 22 years old. Sounds wonderful right? Except that I did it in the unhealthiest way you could imagine.
Whatever you guessed, you’re probably right... because I did it all in separate phases and eventually in combination. It was so, so bad. I knew I had a problem and I couldn’t stop. Then one day, something tragic happened to a truly amazing friend of mine, probably the best human that I knew at the time and it snapped me out of it. I remember thinking, How can life deal this wonderful person such a shitty hand and here I am just throwing the gift of my life away *on purpose... because that’s where this is headed. I will die if I don’t stop abusing my body like this.*
I felt kind of shitty that it took something like that to make me stop hurting myself to be thin. Soon after that, I went traveling. One day in a faraway land I stumbled upon a ‘prayer well’ and wrote down one prayer, and the only thing I could think of that was right... for my friend and his family for protection and to live life in good health and happiness. I dropped the note in the well and went on my way.
Anyway, stopped the EDs, gained weight back, but hit 200 lbs again. I should mention that I also around this time got diagnosed with PCOS when I went to the doctor for some pain in my pelvic area. I had ALL the other symptoms of it too. Facial hair, weight problems, fatigue, moodiness, sleep problems, headaches... I just didn’t know what PCOS was so I didn’t realize they could be connected.
After a breakup when I was 27, I decided to focus on my health. I wanted to be ‘Active and Attractive’ as I liked to say. I started hitting the gym, running, hiking.... all that good stuff. It’s been four years and I’ve been around 170 lbs give or take around 10 lbs. unfortunately I happen to date guys that love junk food and laziness so I tend to put on some padding when I’m in a relationship and that makes me feel crappy.
So now we’re in 2019. No boyfriends, just me. I’ve been in the gym for four months but ditched the stair master and hired a personal trainer for weight training starting January 2, and the results have been wonderful. The combination of her instruction in the weight room and me tracking my macros/calories at home on My Fitness Pal has me down 8 lbs in four weeks. Could the number be lower if I just dieted without lifting? Sure. But I have a weird body shape and I need to build the body I want.
This morning I’m 149.4 lbs. it’s a huge victory for me because I did it in a HEALTHY way this time. I feel like I earned it this time. I haven’t been below 145 since I was 10 years old though so that will be a funny thing to say once I get there :)
Thanks for reading! I’ve never written down my full story before so it felt good just to get it out haha.
I have a couple posts on different subs that have some stuff on tracking and my struggles and some photos too if you’re curious. Cheers!
tl;dr: At 31 years old I’m close to my weight as 10 year old me, after reaching a max weight of 230 pounds. Proud to say I’m here by eating right and sweating at the gym.
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