Hi! On a day of June 2024 it was extremely hot. I was sweating, it was difficult to breathe due to my weight (128 kgs) and general physical condition. Some people say that they are happy being fat. I don't really know if that's true, but I know for sure that for me meant pure unhappiness. At that point I decided that if I have to live, at least I want to live with an acceptable physical condition.
I started walking. It felt weird and embarassing, it felt like everyone was staring at me. The first month I walked 70 kms overall. I started waking up at 4:30 am to go out walking, because I was trying to minimize my contact with the other people during that activity. After 5 or 6 months I started walking the stairs of my building complex to the last floor (Only 5 floors, but at that time it looked hard).
Then I decided to add crunches, leg raises, plank, squat. I reached the average of 500 kms walked each month and on May 2025, with my honest surprise, I started running again. I say with my surprise because at 128 kgs I actually played 5v5 football and every single step was not only humiliating but even heavy and painful.
Today the scale is telling me that I miss only 8 kgs to reach my weight goal (80 kgs). It's not like life is now solved and happiness flows, but I think at all the times this winter I found myself walking alone in the freezing London's early morning, with the dark sky and the icy parks and the knees that hurted as never before because of the cold, at all the time that I ignored the mirror to save my day, and I feel like at least was able to achieve something decent. I'm not the kind of person that can actually give advice to anyone, but I hope that my experience will be able to give you strenght during your weigh loss journey. It worth every fucking second of suffering.
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