So, I have reached day 64 of my diet, and I am doing great. I thought that I would have lost more weight than I have, but I am absolutely ecstatic about the changes I've mad and how my body is coming along. I have lost a total of a whopping 28 pounds!! Whoop whoop!
At first, I was like dang, I lost 20 pounds in a month, so I was like, I can lose another 20 in a month. I didn't factor in that I began working out twice a day, 6 days a week. Last week, I lost 4 pounds, this week I lost 2. I started phase 3 last Monday, and can I just say I went crazy with my bread intake! Whoo, I mean in the first three days, I probably consumed more calories then, than I had the week before! It was crazy! I was like, I need to slow down. I had to get a grip, but having sweets, fried foods, pastas, and breads taken from me all at once, that was A LOT!! I can honestly say that I can feel my body being lighter. I can look in the mirror and see how much my body has changed with almost a 30 pound weight loss. It is CRAZY! I am so excited about the end results.When I first began this diet, I decided I was going to do this for me. Every other time, it was because people were constantly telling me I was fat. The crazy part is they began telling me I was fat and I was only a size 10 or 12. But, I guess being at a size 7 all through high school, that would make me seem fat, right? It was a terrible feeling, so I began to try different diets, take pills, drink certain teas, but nothing worked! I realized it wasn't working because I wasn't doing it for myself. I was doing it because I wanted to please everyone. I wanted people to stop calling me fat! In the beginning, I didn't get the chance at least try to accept my size, everyone had already criticized me, so I criticized myself as well. I felt like I wasn't beautiful because I was fat! It took me YEARS to get past that and accept me for who I was. Once I did that, I was able to see that I was unhealthy. I wasn't eating right, I didn't exercise. Hell, I didn't do anything but work, and I worked at a restaurant which didn't help with my food intake. I began this diet because I want to be healthy. I wanted to be able to walk up a flight of stairs without being out of breath. I wanted to be able to keep up with my sister and brothers. I didn't want to be the "fat sister" anymore. I wanted to be healthy. I don't want to be super thin. I want to be a size I am comfortable with.
Nowadays, I enjoy looking in the mirror and my decreasing waist line. I enjoy putting on clothes, not having to cover up a big bulge, that was my belly. I didn't have a problem feeling sexy, but I feel sexier, not because I've lost weight, but because I know I am doing something for myself. I've spoken to plenty of people about my weight loss and how i feel. I feel amazing. I enjoy working out. It makes me feel like I have accomplished something. I enjoy the sweat pouring down, I enjoy the pain. I've gotten used to cooking everyday. I HATE cooking, that is just not my thing. But, if I don't cook, I won't eat! If I don't eat, I won't lose weight, If I don't lose weight, I will be right back where I was in January!
After speaking to friends and family, and getting the encouragement I wanted and needed, I know that my journey is far from over, but I know it won't be hard. I've accepted this lifestyle, and really and truly enjoyed it! A friend of mine told me, once I lose the weight I want and get all sexy, I will have all the fellas. I told her, nah, I will walk around singing "back then didn't want me..." Those who want, like, love, whatever me NOW, or the same ones who wanted, liked, loved or whatevered me THEN, and will do the same when I'm smaller! I'm just me, take it or leave it. My size doesn't define me, or change who I am.
Signing Out,
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