Last week, my boyfriend and I decided to walk each day for 30 mins and eat nutritious foods. Today i thought I'd jump on the scales so I could record a starting point for my planned weight loss. OMG I couldn't believe that I'd ever weigh so much. I weighed in at 200 pounds even. I never thought I'd be 200. I've been feeling bad about it all day. Was really bitchy to the poor boy all day (he thinks he did something wrong coz I've been so mean all day) but I'm just hating on myself for a short time and taking it out on him. Will make it up to him later and explain my behaviour.
I stand 5 feet 5 inches and my BMI index at 33.3 shows I am moderately obese. Really?? Only MODERATELY? The word obese has such horrid images associated with it that surely I'm not as bad as all that? I mean I can still shop in normal shops (at least if the clothes are Moderately stretchy and they carry a 16). I can climb a flight of stairs (with only Moderate huffing and puffing).
My lovely boyfriend has never commented on my weight nor suggested I could lose weight so I have managed to convince myself that I am fine the way I am.
WRONG. I am at risk of all sorts of diseases caused by being the Big O, and I believe my hormones are completely out of wack because I am obese. I am moody, have sleeping troubles, poor skin and my memory could be better. I also can't participate in super active things because I feel that I'm too unfit to try. Not to mention that I have too many lumps and bumps to cover up and I want to wear a bikini at the beach damnit!
To be overweight (only overweight!) I need to be under 179.7lbs. That's 21 pounds from where I am. From there i want to Better myself and be in my ideal weight range (under 149 pounds). So at least 50 pounds...it seems so daunting...
I've planned some lifestyle changes and already have been eating healthy and walking a bit more. I hope to start running in the next couple of weeks and complete set goals like 5km runs and then longer. I'm aware that my goals are a little loose, but to be able to wear a size 10 or complete a marathon or anything of the sort seems so unrealistic that I need to make little goals and reassess them as I go. I'm going to start with losing my first 5 pounds before my birthday. That's a month today.
I need to take measurements and be methodical about this. Calorie counting seems to work for most people (on the blogs I've been reading - you people amaze and inspire me!) so I've downloaded an app for my phone to help there. Lots of vegies and salads, protein and some fruit - reduce carbs. I will allow one cheat meal a week as I'm not sure I'd cope otherwise.
I love myself and I'm a terrific person, but I'm capable of getting Better.
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