I seem to be stuck at the moment, despite sticking to my reduced meat evening meals and healthy breakfasts/lunches. There’s daily fluctuations but no real change for several weeks now. I’ve upped the amount of exercise, hoping that will make a difference. I do feel generally better in myself, think that’s mostly the exercise helping me sleep well at night.
Goal: 30kg loss
To date: 200g loss
To go: 28.2kg
Had a virus this week - helped me lose weight. OK, not the best way to do it, but since I had it anyway, I might as well appreciate the positive.
Today I’m treating myself. I’ve been relatively low-carb but I used to always make home fries and eggs on Sunday morning and I decided that once in a while you have to enjoy yourself. So I made the most awesome home fries! My cooking is hit-or-miss 'cause I tend to add things on a whim - sometimes it works, sometimes not. But today’s home fries were fantastic.
My first milestone was 20 lbs. My next is modest 25lbs. I am a half pound away. The next two after that are 35 and 40. (maybe 45.)
I was up 0.4 lbs. last week, but that’s because I’m female and prone to water retention. I’ve been religiously good all week, so I’m thinking I’ve lost at least the water weight, but hopefully more. I’ll find out Tuesday.
Last Friday I weighed in at BMI 29.51, a new best. This morning I was back at 30.05.
GRRRRR.
Hi, my name is Oak, and I’m a lard ass.
<Hi, Oak>
So, I went to the doctor last week. Figure that’s the kind of thing I oughta do at least once a decade. Tell the Doc my symptoms, and he goes all R. Lee Ermey on my candy ass. I weighed in at 267. He drew blood, said he wanted to do blood work, run an EKG, and put me on a treadmill? WTF? I’m only 45. Gimme a pill or something to fix it.
No dice. They drew blood, then hooked me up to the EKG. Damn thing started smoking, sparks flying everywhere, massive explosion–ok, maybe I exaggerate a little. But the EKG was not good. Doc says no treadmill for me. Instead I get an appointment with a cardiologist to discuss the EKG.
Turns out my arteries are clogged up like the sink in a small apartment shared by 4 frat boys after a 4-keg party. My options at this point are to get treatment and lose weight, or die.
Had this happened this time last year, I probably would have told the Doc to kiss my ass, gone on about my business, and dropped dead. Can’t do that now. I actually have a reason to live–hopefully a long time. I’m about to be married, and my Druidess has indicated a strong preference for me to not die.
OK, so it’s off to the cardiologist on the 26th of this month. Also looking around at local gyms, started a slow–painfully slow–program of walking every night–and dieting in earnest.
Lunch for me this time last week was a double quarter pounder, large fries, large drink. Yummy. Today, it was a BLT Cobb (whatever that means) salad from Wendy’s, with a large unsweetened tea. Baby steps and all that. The salad didn’t totally suck…but did have some vile substance on it–possibly bleu cheese. I scraped that shit off, and picked off most of the tomatoes. Did like the bacon and the chicken. The greens weren’t horrible. Weren’t great, either. Bleh.
Good luck Oak! I hate to quote new-age gurus, but I do like this quote from Tony Robbins (which I will likely misremember a little)
“People are not lazy. They simply have impotent goals / that is, goals that do not inspire them.”
I desperately want to get off my BP meds because I truly believe that they add to my chronic fatigue. That has inspired me to work harder on losing weight than anything else in recent memory. Hopefully you’ll find the goal that will inspire you as well.
Well, at the moment, not dying is a pretty good motivator. That, and now that I have finally found and won my Druidess, I want to spend some time with her…say at least 40-50 years…to see if we are truly compatible.
No change from yesterday – still up 3.8 lbs. from Friday morning. Grrrrr!
Yeah, I had a weird weight gain in the past week as well. I’m having trouble eating enough calories to get up to my RMR, which I just had tested this past weekend. Not sure if that has anything to do with it or not. I’m actually not constipated for once, I’m drinking more water than I’m used to, and I’m not eating too much–if anything I’m eating too little, but that shouldn’t cause an outright gain of 4.5 pounds in ten days. I’m actually getting angry about it.
Any MyFitnessPal users here? I’d like some friends on there, especially low-carb dieters.
I just got home from my weekly weigh-in, and it’s official.
I’ve lost 10% of my starting weight!!! One of the women in my group remarked that I needed new pants because the ones I have don’t fit anymore. This is a good feeling.
Yeah, the downside of losing. If I hit my target weight I will need all new dress shirts. This is no small amount of shirts, because I have dozens of dress shirts.
But it will be worth it.
-43.8: 1.6 away from my targeted ceiling, and 6.6 from my ultimate goal.
Just a little inspiration. You’re never too old to get fit.
Ooh, how did you get your RMR tested?
Well I’ve been eating less and exercising more for five weeks with no change in my weight, which is pretty depressing. Hubby and I are going to go for a new regime with some more changes:
Yesterday I officially hit (according to the home scale) the 180s. As of this morning, 188.2.
Immediate weight milestones: 186 (30 pounds from my heaviest, two years ago), 185 (20 pounds from beginning this try, BMI in the 20s).
Great job fachverwirrt on getting below 190#!
My BMI recovered to 29.54 this morning, after last weekend’s flare-up. So my net from last Friday to this Friday is lost in the noise.
sandra_nz: May I suggest doubling the fresh fruit in breakfast? My lady and I are currently under a policy of “we can eat as decadently as we want, as long as it’s healthy.” We’re fond of an occasional fruit tart, so I’m moving us into indulging in just the fruit (kiwi, mandarin oranges, and berries).
I gained two pounds this week. 
Actually, I suspect that last week’s big loss was partially simple dehydration from how sick I was.
On the plus side: I mentioned upthread that
I am happy to report that the second notch on the new belt is now comfortable - no longer too tight.
The damn scale isn’t changing for me. But the good side is that my clothing’s fit is. I had to restring my sweats, as they keep trying to fall off.
I just finished a 6-week, 1 hour per day, 4 days per week step aerobics routine. Only lost 4 lbs. I’m hovering around 172-174. My goal is 160 but I can’t seem to get under the 170 mark.
I bought a new, higher step, too. Ouch. But I’ll get used to it. Just gotta keep going.
Highest was 228, so I’m still doing good.
I weighed in this morning, and as of today, I’ve lost 30.4 lbs. I still have quite a ways to go, but I’d rather focus on what I’ve lost so far. This also means that I’ve met my goal of 30 lbs. by mid-May; it seems likely that I’ll be able to lose another 20 lbs. by my birthday, which is at the end of June.
The cool thing is that I’ve filled up a whole weight card, which is 16 weeks. It’s awesome because it means that I’ve stuck around even though it hasn’t always been easy. I’ve never been able to stick to anything for this long in my life, so it’s a good feeling.