simplymepositivity submitted:
I look at this picture and I still can’t believe that was me in 2014.
5”10’ 410.2 lbs. Down to 308.4 lbs now as of Monday, 10/17/2016. It’s been 2 physical, mental, and emotional years since I started.
It all began in August 2014. I sat down in my chair when I got home from work and BAM. Snap. My belt buckle literally shot outwards like a gun. I was just sick and tired of feeling like I was worthless, no good, and just negative all the time; taking my aggression out on people and snapping here and there for no reason other than being angry at myself.
So I learned, researched how to fire up my metabolism and burn calories 24/7/365. Learned the simple exercises. Lol. The cheap healthy foods. Lol Put myself on a 1500-1600 cal intake (three 400 cal big meals and three 100 cal snacks) at 50C, 30F, 20P basic macro set. Burn 500 cal per day during walking around the block, minor jogging, that’s it. This mini me plan thingy worked!
Everything was going awesome. Got to 360s. Then November 2014 came. Our family had our annual vacation. Awesome right? Well, not really. On day 2, something bit me somewhere some time somehow. I never felt it. But by day 4, I could barely move my neck. I had red lines on my skin indicating a massive internal infection in my blood stream. I went to the hospital. The doctor did an ultra sound and MRI on my neck. Luckily, the infection remained in the tissues. So surgery on my neck wasn’t needed. Just heavy dose of antibiotics for 2 weeks. I was near better within 5 days afterwards. However, antibiotics don’t discriminate when it comes to bacteria. It kills the good bacteria too. So. my weight less just halted. I gained 15 lbs in bloat.
Ok. No worries. I’ll get better. Ill take a probiotic after the antibiotics regime and fix my stomach like new. Awesome plan! Wrong. My stomach never recuperated. Least not by January 2015 when I got back on my diet. I wasn’t loosing anything. That caused severe depression to set in. I tried and even failed myself. My anxiety set and it was just one giant spiral down. I drank like, a lot! So. Yeah. That was the rest of 2015. Self loathing. Tequila. Depression. Rum. Anxiety. Whisky. A functional alcoholic, some would say. Lmao. I don’t know.
Then May 2016 came. And I started following health blogs on tumblr, instagram, and facbeook. Wishing I could be the fighter I was in 2014. Wanting the back pain to go away. Hurting feet. The depression. The anxiety. The constant need to drink just to feel some kind of feelings. I weighed myself. I got back to 392! Ugh! I don’t know… So, I tried again. I gave myself 3 weeks. 21 days. 3 Mondays. 3 weigh-ins. Water weight and bloat for week 1. Fat loss wk 2-3. If I don’t weigh less by weigh-in #3, just give up on it all. So, I got back on the same plan I made for myself. Re-downloaded all my apps. Low and behold, I lost. And lost and LOST. It was working!
My advice: Don’t give up. Shit happens. You WILL fall down. Just get up, brush yourself off, and keep going. Keep moving forward!
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