Morning folks and Hello!
Newbie alert (sort of). It's been a few of years since I really put my back into losing weight and unsurprisingly I've turned back to the one diet I ever had any success on.
I first tried lipotrim in the summer of 2009 just after I was made redundant. I didn't have much success with it but that was probably down to the fact that I was sitting around my apartment all day looking online at jobs sites and not having very much else to do so unfortunately a few times I succumbed to the tricksey mistress that is Boredom Eating, or thinking I was more hungry that I actually was. After 3 weeks and still no job I couldn't afford to buy LT anymore in comparison to a 'normal' food-shop that usually cost half the price and I didn't feel I was doing myself justice as I was cheating left right and center. In short, I was not in the right mind set to do it.
Despite my 'cheekiness' though I did manage to lose 17lbs, which really says it all I think.
Then 2010 happened. Arguably the worst year of my life. I damaged my back, developed Sciatica, could barely walk and then inevitably, the money dried up. Couldn't find work, couldn't pay rent and I used food as the only comfort I could get my hands on. Then I made the difficult decision to move back home to my parents in Jersey, leaving my boyfriend in the UK to move back in with his parents, where we both respectfully still are.
Roll forwards 1.5 years and I have a job that pays me well, my boyfriend and I are still together and it's time for yet more uplift: I'm currently looking for work in the UK so that I can come home, but this time round I like to think I'm approaching things more...carefully.
Sadly, through all this my weight has soared. I am now the heaviest I have ever been.
But all is not lost! Like I say, I have a job that I can more than just 'survive' on so I can afford LT every week and this time round I'm really going to make use of it! I do not have the time to just sit around and think of all the lovely things I have stashed in the fridge and I have the biggest motivation of all! Moving back to the UK to be with my boyfriend. I figure I'm making all these great changes, why can't I make the most important one of all to my health and general well being?
Safe to say that this time WILL be different because what is the alternative? Eat myself into an early grave? Be so unhappy with myself that I push everyone around me away? Lock myself in my room and decline social invitations because I can think of nothing to wear that will disguise the shape of my body, because quite frankly when you get to the size that I have become, there's precious little that will pull off that particular miracle.
So, today is Day1 and I've just had my first shake of the day (chocolate) and I feel very good indeed (as we all do on day1, i grant you).
I think I'm pretty blessed; I've always quite enjoyed the shakes, especially the chicken soup! I've never really been a typical snacker- My sweet tooth is completely dormant so I don't expect the sweet shakes to shape up to the sort of taste that you can get out of a purple foil-wrapped bar (deliberately avoiding naming the things lol).
Anyway, the long and short of it is that I've been big as long as I can remember. There has been one time in my life that I can remember being pleased with the way my body/diet was going and unfortunately that was when i was 19 and developed an eating disorder. I lost 40lbs in 3 months. While I've tried many diets/pills/potions over the years (name it, i've probably tried it!!) never once have I ever put as much effort in as I did in those 3 months, which I think says something not pleasant about me.
I think it stems from the fact that for as long as I care to remember I've always had a particular mantra: "I will not be fat in my teen years." "I will not be fat when I'm old enough to go clubbing." " I will not be fat at university." "I will not be fat in my graduation photos." " I will not be fat in my 20's."
I'm 24 now. It's time for me to grow up and take responsibility for my health and happiness. I have been through too much in the past few years to be the cause of my own unhappiness when I have so much to be grateful for.
Pretty words, I appreciate, and admittedly none of the above is a new speech. Doing is different than saying, and I'm so SICK of getting my high diet horse and then slinking off in embarrassment mere weeks later when I've given up. This time I have everything to live and love for.
I'm going to make this time the last time.
I'm sorry for the spiel so early in the day, it's probably a very poor introduction, but aside from that, Hello, it's very nice to meet you all. I've been reading some of the posts here ever since I made the decision to come back to LT on thursday and I find it incredible how encouraging everyone is on here and I'm very happy to join you. We're all in this together right?
If you read this when it's posted, then I hope you have a wonderful day ahead of you, if you read this later, I hope your day was lovely and relaxing/productive.
See you all around the boards!
-Akri.
Newbie alert (sort of). It's been a few of years since I really put my back into losing weight and unsurprisingly I've turned back to the one diet I ever had any success on.
I first tried lipotrim in the summer of 2009 just after I was made redundant. I didn't have much success with it but that was probably down to the fact that I was sitting around my apartment all day looking online at jobs sites and not having very much else to do so unfortunately a few times I succumbed to the tricksey mistress that is Boredom Eating, or thinking I was more hungry that I actually was. After 3 weeks and still no job I couldn't afford to buy LT anymore in comparison to a 'normal' food-shop that usually cost half the price and I didn't feel I was doing myself justice as I was cheating left right and center. In short, I was not in the right mind set to do it.
Despite my 'cheekiness' though I did manage to lose 17lbs, which really says it all I think.
Then 2010 happened. Arguably the worst year of my life. I damaged my back, developed Sciatica, could barely walk and then inevitably, the money dried up. Couldn't find work, couldn't pay rent and I used food as the only comfort I could get my hands on. Then I made the difficult decision to move back home to my parents in Jersey, leaving my boyfriend in the UK to move back in with his parents, where we both respectfully still are.
Roll forwards 1.5 years and I have a job that pays me well, my boyfriend and I are still together and it's time for yet more uplift: I'm currently looking for work in the UK so that I can come home, but this time round I like to think I'm approaching things more...carefully.
Sadly, through all this my weight has soared. I am now the heaviest I have ever been.
But all is not lost! Like I say, I have a job that I can more than just 'survive' on so I can afford LT every week and this time round I'm really going to make use of it! I do not have the time to just sit around and think of all the lovely things I have stashed in the fridge and I have the biggest motivation of all! Moving back to the UK to be with my boyfriend. I figure I'm making all these great changes, why can't I make the most important one of all to my health and general well being?
Safe to say that this time WILL be different because what is the alternative? Eat myself into an early grave? Be so unhappy with myself that I push everyone around me away? Lock myself in my room and decline social invitations because I can think of nothing to wear that will disguise the shape of my body, because quite frankly when you get to the size that I have become, there's precious little that will pull off that particular miracle.
So, today is Day1 and I've just had my first shake of the day (chocolate) and I feel very good indeed (as we all do on day1, i grant you).
I think I'm pretty blessed; I've always quite enjoyed the shakes, especially the chicken soup! I've never really been a typical snacker- My sweet tooth is completely dormant so I don't expect the sweet shakes to shape up to the sort of taste that you can get out of a purple foil-wrapped bar (deliberately avoiding naming the things lol).
Anyway, the long and short of it is that I've been big as long as I can remember. There has been one time in my life that I can remember being pleased with the way my body/diet was going and unfortunately that was when i was 19 and developed an eating disorder. I lost 40lbs in 3 months. While I've tried many diets/pills/potions over the years (name it, i've probably tried it!!) never once have I ever put as much effort in as I did in those 3 months, which I think says something not pleasant about me.
I think it stems from the fact that for as long as I care to remember I've always had a particular mantra: "I will not be fat in my teen years." "I will not be fat when I'm old enough to go clubbing." " I will not be fat at university." "I will not be fat in my graduation photos." " I will not be fat in my 20's."
I'm 24 now. It's time for me to grow up and take responsibility for my health and happiness. I have been through too much in the past few years to be the cause of my own unhappiness when I have so much to be grateful for.
Pretty words, I appreciate, and admittedly none of the above is a new speech. Doing is different than saying, and I'm so SICK of getting my high diet horse and then slinking off in embarrassment mere weeks later when I've given up. This time I have everything to live and love for.
I'm going to make this time the last time.
I'm sorry for the spiel so early in the day, it's probably a very poor introduction, but aside from that, Hello, it's very nice to meet you all. I've been reading some of the posts here ever since I made the decision to come back to LT on thursday and I find it incredible how encouraging everyone is on here and I'm very happy to join you. We're all in this together right?
If you read this when it's posted, then I hope you have a wonderful day ahead of you, if you read this later, I hope your day was lovely and relaxing/productive.
See you all around the boards!
-Akri.
