SIX MONTHS THE SAME - Weight Loss Part 23
It’s officially six months since I reached my weight loss
target and I’m pleased to say that I’ve managed to maintain my weight during
that time. Has it been easy? Far from it… But I’m doing it! I even managed to
get through a failed relationship without any weight gain. No ice cream binges
in this house!
Completing my 100k walk, Brighton, June 2018 |
The first few weeks were probably the hardest. Trying to
figure out how to stop losing weight, but at the same time, not pile the pounds
back on. But after a few weeks I noticed that the scales were staying steady. I
introduced a few more carbs than before and allowed myself to eat cake more
regularly. The latter probably isn’t the best idea, but if having soup without
bread means I can then have something sweet, I’m ok with that. And it’s not as
if I do this every day of the week. We are allowed to treat ourselves every now
and again…
One thing that has changed is that I have stopped drinking
diet coke! I used to have a can with my lunch at work, but I realised that I
was starting to drink more and more of the stuff. Instead of cutting down
however, I decided to cut it out completely. After a week I stopped craving it
and when I did have a can about a fortnight later I didn’t enjoy it. I’m now
about two months “sober”! But what has this got to do with maintaining my
weight. Nothing really. It’s just me choosing to not drink something that isn’t
particularly good for me.
Another naughty treat I allow myself is a chippy for dinner
when I’ve been on a big hill climb. I feel in this case I’ve definitely earned
it!
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Feeling on top of the world! Beinn na Caillich, Kyleakin, October 2018 |
One fail I had was during a full day of kayaking. I burned a
lot of energy that day and ended up eating more than usually, but stopped
myself from eating what I thought was too much. When I nervously stood on the
scales the next morning however, I realised that I had lost a fair amount of
weight and was actually at my lightest yet at 10st 6.5lbs. This was lighter
than I wanted to be. Although this was a shock, I was glad I did stand on the
scales that morning as it showed me that I did not need to worry about how much
I ate when I’d done a serious amount of exercise. Hence the chippy treat after
the hill!
The worry I had that day though is something I deal with
every day. The fear that I will pile on the pounds again, all that effort for
nothing, all those new clothes not fitting anymore, even though most of them
came from a charity shop. But I also know that it’s a healthy fear that helps
keep me in check. And I know that one day, once I am more confident that I am
eating correctly, still exercising regularly, and less likely to pile on a
stone over night, I will become less reliant on the scales.
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30 dresses and counting |
Knowing how I feel now compared to how I felt before, both
physically and mentally, also helps keep me on the straight and narrow. I am a
lot happier with what I see in the mirror these days. When I try on a new piece
of clothing that fits well and shows off my new figure, it makes me smile,
especially if it’s something I never thought I’d be able to wear.
Physically I have so much more energy than I used to. Things
that used to tire me out easily, such as climbing the stairs, I now do with a spring
in my step. My normal walking pace is faster. I no longer suffer from knee or
back problems, or from regular headache, due to being obese. And things I once
thought impossible, for me at least, I am now achieving with leaps and bounds!
I never thought I would climb one Munro, let alone a dozen in less than a year.
I’ve even started running! Something I never thought possible because of the
previous problems I had with my knees…
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A pair for every occasion! |
All of this helps keep me going. I am healthier, I am
happier, and I see a brighter future!
I really need to do something about my new found addiction
to buying dresses from charity shops though. I have SO many dresses! Several
for every occasion…
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