First day of holiday complete and thankfully there are massive salad bars available, so always a healthy choice as long as I have the willpower to ignore the pizza buffet next to it!
So frustrating but you know it’s not fat, so just see it as data and go by the lowest weight you see that week.So yesterday I was 188lb. Today I am 192.5lb. Not fair I know it's impossible to gain that much weight overnight but it's still not nice to see it shoot up guaranteed it will take me a good few days for it to drop off too
Hi lovely.Hi all, time to join this thread as I’ve officially started the journey.
I was always a size 8, tiny waist girly all my life. Had 2 kids and developed severe PCOS as well as thyroid issues and in the past 5 years have ballooned to size 18, 91kg.
I feel awful in myself and have tried many diets and fitness plans but the only thing that has ever lost me any weight, no matter what I do, is starvation. Which isn’t at all sustainable.
My motivation is the end of January. My husband is Italian and goes home to Italy once or twice a year every year. For 18 years I went with him (and also the kids obviously once they came along), I even lived there for 3 years at one point. Had my first kid there.
I now haven’t been for 5 years. The problem is they’re obsessed with thin people. Maybe not in places like Rome and Milan where there is more diversity, but in the south and the villages, there is an issue. My husband’s village has 2 clothes shops and you can’t buy anything over a size 8/10 in them. You just can’t be fat there. Husband’s family wouldn’t do or say anything directly, but they would struggle to look at me, they wouldn’t know what to make of me. When I lived there before, my mother-in-law would get out the tape measure and measure the waists of all us girls in the family to see who’s the smallest. It’s such a toxic culture but it’s how they’re raised and how they live. And while I know they won’t say anything to me, I will feel it, and I don’t want to spend a week there feeling like that. But I want to go so badly; aside from this one toxic thing in their weird village culture, I love them. They’re my family. The older ones are getting very old and there are a lot of new babies I want to meet.
2 weeks and 2 days ago I started Orlistat. This week I’ve added the Boots appetite suppressant as well as black seed oil.
Exercise is difficult. I have ME and osteoarthritis. I can’t do 10k steps or any kind of impact exercise. Most days I can’t get the energy to do much of anything at all. I am pushing myself to 5k steps around the house, and playing around half hour or so a day with my teenage son’s 8kg dumbbells. Twice in the past 2 weeks I’ve walked to Tesco and back (an hour’s walk) but it wiped me out for the days after (PEM, if you know about ME/CFS you’ll know what I mean) so it hasn’t been worth it.
Food wise I’ve mostly been sticking to the same thing. Because of the Orlistat I have to stick to low fat. I have a small bowl of gluten-free cornflakes with low-fat milk somewhere between 11am-1pm (I am gluten intolerant), and then some kind of chicken/rice/veg meal at about 6pm. I know to most people I’m not eating nearly enough (and my hunger attests to this), but I’m not looking for advice on that. Trust me when I say I have tried every diet variation possible and the ONLY thing that ever works is triggering starvation mode in my body. The PCOS/thyroid/autoimmune/intolerance combo puts me in a different place than most dieters. I am not starving myself now but I do have to go deep into a calorie deficit.
It’s been 16 days. Stupidly I didn’t record my starting weight but it was about 91kg. I weigh myself every morning after the loo, and with clothes off. This morning I am at 87.9.
The plan is working, but it’s very slow. I have until the end of January to lose my goal of at least 10kg, although 15kg would be better. I plan to take Christmas week off as I am a Christmas nut and I can’t fathom not getting involved in the food festivities.
If I lose 1kg (2lb) a week I will be down 11kg more by end of January, but my body fights me constantly, so we will see. I get a lot of infections (chest, kidney etc). I currently have a chest infection. My last 2 infections developed into tracheal bronchitis and pneumonia and if that happens again, I know the whole plan will go right out the window. So I’m just really hoping my body holds out for a few weeks to get me on this Italy trip. That’s all I want.
Body size isn’t changing at all yet. I have body measure tape and take a look every few days. No movement at all. In fact my waist has bizarrely increased in size a tiny amount the past 2 weeks. I’m hoping it’s some weird early stages phenomenon and will go away. There’s no point to any of this if I don’t end up looking smaller by end of January.
This is why I don’t want to tell my parents. They are in no position to judge but they do, but they also try to sabotage.Was out with my mum earlier and she asked for the umpteenth time if I’ve “lost anything this week?”
Honestly I’ve got to the point where I feel like putting more on to be rebellious
However I went for an hours walk when I got back and have comfortably burnt more calories than I’ll eat today.
I think I *might* have lost a whole pound this week
“Official” weigh in is tomorrow.
Keep this in mindSo yesterday I was 188lb. Today I am 192.5lb. Not fair I know it's impossible to gain that much weight overnight but it's still not nice to see it shoot up guaranteed it will take me a good few days for it to drop off too
Must be water retention surely its impossible gain that much.Keep this in mind
These are the new scales, my friend also gave me a new pair of scales so could try those.@Thank(space)you are these the new scales? Honestly I'm convinced they're out of whack somehow
I know it sounds silly but I don't look!!! It's very avoidant but I don't want to tear myself down further when I already feel bad so I just avoid the mirror like a vampire those days.Bit of advice needed if anyone’s got any I think? How do you improve the days where you look in the mirror and just feel a bit “eurgh”? It’s really funny because end of last week I thought I looked really not bloated, I could see the difference in my body, and today I just feel…eurgh. And I know logically I’ve lost a noticeable amount of weight, and clothes fit better, but it’s one of those days where it’s a bit of a mental struggle. And I don’t think I’m body dysmorphic or anything legit serious, just wasn’t keen on what I saw in the mirror today
I had many weeks when I felt was getting no where definitely reached a platue but kept telling myselfMy weight hasn't really dropped, work has been very tiring and stressful and I'm not seeing any difference even though I'm eating way less and much healthier.
I'm so tempted to throw in the towel and go downstairs and have a massive feast of crisps and chocolate
Urgh parents!! I told my dad I had 2 weeks off the gym and I've not gained. I went back to the gym and he went good..then I FaceTimed him last night whilst eating a malted milk and he asked me why I'm eating biscuits! I'm not on a diet anymore ....!!! Leave me aloneThis is why I don’t want to tell my parents. They are in no position to judge but they do, but they also try to sabotage.
Dad already asks me ‘have you been swimming this week’ every bloody week. Making me feel like I need an excuse if I haven’t been for whatever reason. I should start telling him I can’t go because I’m on my period then maybe he will stop asking!!
Quoting myself just to say I stayed in bed, didn't go downstairs for a feast, and today the scales are showing a 2kg loss. So it is working.My weight hasn't really dropped, work has been very tiring and stressful and I'm not seeing any difference even though I'm eating way less and much healthier.
I'm so tempted to throw in the towel and go downstairs and have a massive feast of crisps and chocolate