I’ve achieved it mostly be eating normal and cycling a lot.
I have just one more stone (14lb) to lose. But I’ve lost the motivation to go out cycling.
No matter. I still eat sensibly. Still lift weights, I can do sit-ups now (yay!) and the cycling thing is best done in summer anyway. There’s no way I’m undoing what I’ve done. No sirreebob.
The weightloss had a trigger. It didn’t take long for the trigger to cease to be a motivating factor, but the weightloss (or the actions that were producing it) continued of their own accord for a long time. Now one of those actions has fallen from habit (Not sure why… weather? monotony? better shape so less desire to ‘get in shape’?)
I’ve thought about joining a gym to lose the last stone (something that takes less time and preperation than the cycling did) and even got an offer to be joined there. But I’ve never been to a gym in my life and don’t like the idea of getting sweaty doing something repetitive in front of other people…especially someone I know!
I drastically cut down drinking too.
Might take me bike t’work and do a bit’o cycling when I leave. heck I don’t go to bet til 3am anyway… cycling til 2am is going to do more to my body-shape than lifting weights til 3am. And there’s plenty of street-lighting where I live. Just have to make sure I turn on my bike-lights when I spot coppers (which is rare where there’s sod-all in the way of crime worth expending the cost of beat-bobbies on)
Congratulations! I hope you mean what you said about not falling back into bad habits. I made that deal with myself after dropping 70 pounds, only to gain back about 45 of what I lost. I’m now back down to the thinnest I’ve ever been, but it was a whole lot harder the second time. I hope I’ve learned my lesson and will do what I can to stay skinny this time, but its always a battle. Good luck.
Thanks! I do mean what I said… especially as lately I’ve been noticing that I still have what is technically known as a ‘beer-gut’… an unsightly blob that looks as if I am pregnant with a miniature baby.
Clothed I think I look good. That creates a good feeling. I want the same feeling when I look at myself in the mirror with only my underwear on. That will only come when I’ve lost this final stone.
(and if I may dare mention… my newfound health has been commented on by a certain person of the opposite sex whom I am somewhat fond of… a motivating factor if ever there was one)