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Well here I am, on day 6 of Lipotrim 100% TFR and I've decided to start a diary, if for no other reason than to keep myself busy during times I used to be stuffing my face! It's also a place for my ramblings about, and observations of, being on a diet. Any diet.
So here's my story. I'm a 30 yr old female, 5ft 5in and currently at my heaviest weight of 12st 5lb. I am hoping that Lipotrim will allow me to drop 26lb to a healthy BMI (a weight of 10st 7lb). After this I intend to refeed and follow a low GL lifestyle (to be confirmed!) to lose further weight.
I used Lipotrim before my wedding 5 years ago. I can't remember how much I lost but I do rememeber getting to 10st. I looked and felt fantastic on my wedding day and honeymoon but unfortunately I settled into married life and comfort eating. Despite lots of exercise and sports I steadily gained weight. I had a beautiful daughter 13 months ago and used that pregnancy as an excuse to eat anything and everything. After her birth i dabbled in Weight Watchers and Patrick Holford's Low GL and saw results but unfortunately the results were slow and I ended up frustrated and comfort eating. I breastfed my daughter for over a year and as a result had a large appetite, but filled up on the wrong foods. Since weaning I have gained weight more rapidly but finally I can use the ketosis approach to weight loss.
Why do I want to lose weight (besides the obvious answer of wanting to be healthier!)?
- I know it's cheesy but I want my daughter to grow up with a healthy, slim mum and not to be embarrassed by a fat mum when she's old enough to understand.
- I am the fattest of my friends and family and this really upsets me. I am cheerful and chatty around them but deep down it eats away at me. I lie awake at night thinking about it. I avoid social situations purely because of my size and my lack of confidence. I never feel good about myself, even when I'm dressed up to the nines. All I can think about is how fat I seem to other people, and I'm ashamed.
- I would like to start playing sport again and I recently took up 5k and 10k running. I'm one of those fat but fit people but I know how much more I would enjoy it if I had less to carry around. As it is I only go running at quiet times, heaven forbid someone I know should see me in running gear.
- I know so many people say this but I want to go shopping and be able to try something on and feel good in it. To wear something fashionable and not have to choose something just because it hides my tummy/legs/arms etc. It doesn't even have to be fancy clothes. I'd love to feel good in a pair of tracksuit bottoms or jeans without my arse being the size of a horse's and wobbling like a plate of jelly.
- I have been lucky enough to be off work for over a year on maternity leave, but alas must find a job soon. I don't think I'd impress in any interview with my confidence as low as it is. In my mind I'm thinking "Why would anyone hire a fatty like me?" which I know is wrong but I can't help it.
- my best friend is getting married next summer and I'm one of 3 bridesmaids. Needless to say I'm the only fat one. Of course I could try lose weight slowly as I've plenty of time until the wedding but what's scaring me the most is shopping for dresses soon. The very thought of stripping off in a communal dressing room with 2 or 3 fab-figured girls makes me want to cry. I hide my body very well and I know how shocked they would be to see how lumpy and bumpy I really am.
So that's me, in a nutshell. A chubby mummy with low self confidence and a love of any type of food. As I said, I'm on day 6 of TFR. All in all it's going ok. Hard to watch my husband and daughter eat (and the dog!) but in a sick way I enjoy it because it's a test that I keep passing, not to lick the spoon, dip my finger in etc. It's making me very aware of how much I pick on a daily basis. It's also made me aware how addicted to food I really am. Even after 6 days of zero food, I am constantly thinking what my next meal is before realising there is no "next meal" for a good while yet! Our lives revolved around food. "let's go for lunch" or "let's grab a cuppa and a cake somewhere". I haven't been faced with any social situations yet but have a kiddies' bday party next weekend and family gathering in 2 week's time so they will be stern tests. I don't mind not eating (well, maybe a little!) but I dread other people noticing. Only my husband and mum know that I'm doing Lipotrim. I have prepared close friends somewhat by saying I'm being healthier, trying to lose weight since weaning my daughter etc. but sometimes I think it makes others uncomfortable if they are eating and you aren't, and hence they keep insisting that you eat something, to make themselves feel better. They're thinking "If the fatty isn't eating and I am, does that make me a fatty too?!" A bit like a night out where everyone is drinking except one person and you feel like they are judging your drunken behaviour just because they are sober!
Today has been a good day so far. Had a lovely lie-in, brought my daughter to a playground, brought the dog for a long walk and am now curled up with a mint tea during nap time, typing this.
Day 7 post coming tomorrow and it will be considerably shorter than this, I promise!
Thanks to anyone who actually read this!
So here's my story. I'm a 30 yr old female, 5ft 5in and currently at my heaviest weight of 12st 5lb. I am hoping that Lipotrim will allow me to drop 26lb to a healthy BMI (a weight of 10st 7lb). After this I intend to refeed and follow a low GL lifestyle (to be confirmed!) to lose further weight.
I used Lipotrim before my wedding 5 years ago. I can't remember how much I lost but I do rememeber getting to 10st. I looked and felt fantastic on my wedding day and honeymoon but unfortunately I settled into married life and comfort eating. Despite lots of exercise and sports I steadily gained weight. I had a beautiful daughter 13 months ago and used that pregnancy as an excuse to eat anything and everything. After her birth i dabbled in Weight Watchers and Patrick Holford's Low GL and saw results but unfortunately the results were slow and I ended up frustrated and comfort eating. I breastfed my daughter for over a year and as a result had a large appetite, but filled up on the wrong foods. Since weaning I have gained weight more rapidly but finally I can use the ketosis approach to weight loss.
Why do I want to lose weight (besides the obvious answer of wanting to be healthier!)?
- I know it's cheesy but I want my daughter to grow up with a healthy, slim mum and not to be embarrassed by a fat mum when she's old enough to understand.
- I am the fattest of my friends and family and this really upsets me. I am cheerful and chatty around them but deep down it eats away at me. I lie awake at night thinking about it. I avoid social situations purely because of my size and my lack of confidence. I never feel good about myself, even when I'm dressed up to the nines. All I can think about is how fat I seem to other people, and I'm ashamed.
- I would like to start playing sport again and I recently took up 5k and 10k running. I'm one of those fat but fit people but I know how much more I would enjoy it if I had less to carry around. As it is I only go running at quiet times, heaven forbid someone I know should see me in running gear.
- I know so many people say this but I want to go shopping and be able to try something on and feel good in it. To wear something fashionable and not have to choose something just because it hides my tummy/legs/arms etc. It doesn't even have to be fancy clothes. I'd love to feel good in a pair of tracksuit bottoms or jeans without my arse being the size of a horse's and wobbling like a plate of jelly.
- I have been lucky enough to be off work for over a year on maternity leave, but alas must find a job soon. I don't think I'd impress in any interview with my confidence as low as it is. In my mind I'm thinking "Why would anyone hire a fatty like me?" which I know is wrong but I can't help it.
- my best friend is getting married next summer and I'm one of 3 bridesmaids. Needless to say I'm the only fat one. Of course I could try lose weight slowly as I've plenty of time until the wedding but what's scaring me the most is shopping for dresses soon. The very thought of stripping off in a communal dressing room with 2 or 3 fab-figured girls makes me want to cry. I hide my body very well and I know how shocked they would be to see how lumpy and bumpy I really am.
So that's me, in a nutshell. A chubby mummy with low self confidence and a love of any type of food. As I said, I'm on day 6 of TFR. All in all it's going ok. Hard to watch my husband and daughter eat (and the dog!) but in a sick way I enjoy it because it's a test that I keep passing, not to lick the spoon, dip my finger in etc. It's making me very aware of how much I pick on a daily basis. It's also made me aware how addicted to food I really am. Even after 6 days of zero food, I am constantly thinking what my next meal is before realising there is no "next meal" for a good while yet! Our lives revolved around food. "let's go for lunch" or "let's grab a cuppa and a cake somewhere". I haven't been faced with any social situations yet but have a kiddies' bday party next weekend and family gathering in 2 week's time so they will be stern tests. I don't mind not eating (well, maybe a little!) but I dread other people noticing. Only my husband and mum know that I'm doing Lipotrim. I have prepared close friends somewhat by saying I'm being healthier, trying to lose weight since weaning my daughter etc. but sometimes I think it makes others uncomfortable if they are eating and you aren't, and hence they keep insisting that you eat something, to make themselves feel better. They're thinking "If the fatty isn't eating and I am, does that make me a fatty too?!" A bit like a night out where everyone is drinking except one person and you feel like they are judging your drunken behaviour just because they are sober!
Today has been a good day so far. Had a lovely lie-in, brought my daughter to a playground, brought the dog for a long walk and am now curled up with a mint tea during nap time, typing this.
Day 7 post coming tomorrow and it will be considerably shorter than this, I promise!
Thanks to anyone who actually read this!
