I like what you did there.
Druggie.
ETA: Medicinal. Yeah, that’s it. Medicinal.
They call heroin medicinal too. Diacetylmorphine. I’m not druggie, I just take Diacetylmorphine. :mad: And sometimes it’s necessary to augment that with Adipex (or in plain English, meth). Just to shake it all off. (every taken an Adipex? It’s a weight loss drug for extremely obese people. I took ONE one time a while back, just for pre-workout energy. That shit made me more fucked up and high and strung out than I’ve EVER felt in all my life. And that’s saying A LOT. It was not an enjoyable experience).
100% me.
(or, in my case, 125%)
I’m definitely overweight, and it’s definitely 100% me. I have a very bad diet, I have a sedentary life style and job, my body has been beaten up with sports and martial arts from my younger days and I don’t enjoy working out anymore and there are a number of sports that I simply can’t do anymore due to cumulative injuries, and I’m simply getting old. I also don’t really care what I look like anymore, since there seems no point.
Oh, and I eat really, really bad foods that are really really bad for me, if I didn’t mention that earlier. 
It’s all the diet soda I drink. That stuff is evil. Don’t be fooled by it’s “no calorie” claim! Diet soda is made with a special kind of “non-calorie” that behaves in the exact same matter as an “regular” calorie. So you may not understand why you’ve become a hippopotamus after chugging nothing but two liters of Diet Rite, but rest assured, those monsters at Diet Rite certainly do. :mad: As does mainstream science; they just be swayed by the deep pockets of the diet soda industry. Trust nobody, ever, in any instance. Words to live by.
this is complete bullshit, btw
You say that now, but if you suddenly disappear we’ll all know it was the handiwork of Big Soda.
Go YOU!
This is one of the few times I wish we had a like or praise button here!!
60% not me, 40% me.
Most of the not-me is being a woman over 50 who (so far) has refused HRT, combined with a couple of minor injuries/ailments one after the other that kept me more sedentary than usual.
The me-part has to do with my liking for hot buttered toast and tea with milk & titch of sugar. And my evening glass of wine. And the fact that though I like good, real, non-fast food I’m an indifferent cook and my husband is on the picky side.
I may be rethinking the HRT though…
I went for 100% me - I like the wrong sorts of foods, and I have a fondness for alcohol. I do exercise but only at home with a variety of fitness DVDs, so although I am putting in half an hour a day for five days a week, I am not cutting out/down on the bad stuff enough to make that much of an impact. I am only about 14lbs away from what I view as my ideal weight, so I know I can get there but mainly I lack motivation.
Having lost around 66 pounds by changing the type of food I eat, rather than the amount of food I eat, I’d probably say it’s more 60/40 whereas in the past I would have said I was completely to blame.
I do still struggle with food issues, but when I was eating to the food pyramid, I was also constantly struggling with physical and mental feelings of hunger. Now that I eat low carb, I have what appears to be a more normal hunger response - I’m satiated after eating and it’s only when I haven’t eaten for some time that I start to feel hungry again. You can’t imagine how good that feels!
It’s been three years since I changed my eating habits, and I probably could have lost more then 66 pounds by now if I’d restricted calories more. But I felt it was more important to make a slow permanent lifestyle change, rather than have a fast loss that I might not maintain.
I’m a chubster and it’s 100% my fault. I love food and I love booze and I love not exercising. When I got pregnant I actually lost weight for the first trimester and a half, mostly because I felt sick all the time, but also because I had to give up sweet, sweet booze. 2 weeks after I had the kid I weighed less than I had at my wedding. I, of course, gained it all back and then some within a year. Yay.
Anyway, long story short, I recently stopped eating breakfast as part of a 15 hour daily fast thing. I just don’t eat anything until noon (most days, some days I do anyway because I love to eat soooo much), then afterwards I eat normally. I’ve lost 7 lbs since I started, which was a few weeks ago. If I lose 28 more I’ll be right on the cusp between healthy weight and over weight–which I think is a pretty good place to be.
90% me, 10% not. The 10% is based on the fact that mental illness really sucks, and it saps my energy like nobody’s business, which makes weight loss a bit more difficult. I’d really prefer a 95% and 5% balance, though.
Genetics and culture and my not really fighting these. I put fifty-fifty. I’m turning out like most of the women in my family, another plump Sicilian nonna. I like pizza, pasta, pesto, and potatoes too much. The potatoes—and beer— represent the Irish side of my ancestry. I like bagels, kreplach, kugel, latkes, matzos, haroset, and best of all challah (even before my parents got their DNA analyzed and found traces of Ashkenaz Jewry) too much. I still make the old-country pizza recipe I learned from mia nonna. Why fight it? I’d rather be 200 pounds of curves than 100 pounds of nerves.
Apocryphally attributed to Sophia Loren: “Everything you see, I got from eating pasta.”
Thanks!
I found at my last dr’s visit that I’d shed another 2 pounds. The nurse said it might be closer to 4, given all the layers of clothes I had on because of the cold. 
I am not overweight according to weight charts and BMI calculations. But I have too much body fat. I don’t know whether it’s my fault or not. It just happened. The first time my body fat was measured it was 11% which was considered “too low.” Now it’s like 30% and yet my eating habits and exercise habits haven’t changed that much (except it’s been 35 years since that 11% and I am no longer chasing toddlers around the house). Okay, well maybe I exercise less. Not a lot less, though. I think the duration is less but the intensity is higher. Hmmm.
100% me because I’ve been fat, I’ve been skinny and the only common trait between those two was me. I have interests that should keep me off the couch and working out, but I don’t. I lost 20+ lbs moderating my diet by increasing my veg intake and cutting back or eliminating as much white flour/sugar as possible, which I have gained back because I stopped.
All me.
I’m not obese but I am overweight. I said 80% me; it’s the “out of my hands” thing that bugs me. Because, really, it’s 100% me-- but the things that cause me to eat too much (or, more accurately, too much of the wrong things) are so insidious that it is really difficult to chalk it up to simple lack of willpower.
It’s a complicated issue and I wouldn’t expect anyone who hasn’t dealt with it to fully understand.