A detailed journey through my life as being a "pretty big girl", and my struggles with weight-loss, self-image, and exercise.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

The Biggest Loser

There is nothing sweeter than watching morbidly obese people run, sweat, and cry as they quickly drop hundreds of pounds on national television. I've always wanted to be on the show. I would tell myself "If only I was fatter!" I know it sounds crazy, but I would love to leave reality and be stuck on a fat farm with a trainer, healthy food, and a scale. What a perfect environment to lose the all the weight I need! Unfortunately, the reality is I live in a world filled with Reese's Cups, chocolate milkshakes, and Swedish Fish. A world that endorses laziness & over-consumption, but will publicly scrutinize you when you are fat. A world where pizza is a vegetable and models are fired if they are a size 4.

As the contradictions continue, I will continue to fight the good fight with my weight loss by doing it the right way. No fad diets, no diet pills, no short cuts. Weight loss is simple. Calories in and Calories out.

Good diet + adequate exercise = weight loss.

Easy right? Well not-so-much. But I am willing to take the challenge. I have spend the last ten years of my life educating myself on health, food, and my body. Now that I finally understand what it takes, I am finally able to be successful at keeping the weight off. I will not be counting calories, but I have been writing down everything that I eat to make sure that I am eating 6 times a day to keep my non-existent metabolism and high is it can go. I don't eat dairy, meat, bad carbs (white rice, white grains, pasta). I limit my sugars to fruit, and the occasional piece of dark chocolate. The only beverages I drink are 100 oz of water a day, green tea and my daily cup of black coffee. And most of all I highly enjoy steamed vegetables! For most people these changes may seem extreme, but the last year I have spent refining my diet in order to develop a healthy lifestyle. I want to make it clear that I am not dieting. This is how I eat everyday, and how I
 plan to eat for the rest of my life. I no longer want to put processed foods, high sugars, and toxins into my body. The key to keeping the weight off is changing your lifestyle.

Now to the good stuff. Exercise. I hate cardio. Let me say it again. I hate running. But, I know that in order to create the body that I have always wanted, I am going to have to drop the dumbbells and run. There are a lot of people that start running, find their zone, and start to love it. They use it as an outlet and release all of their negative energies... blah blah blah. That is NOT me. Whenever I run I repeat in my head "you will not die from running. You will not die from running." So I continue to work with my trainer 3 times a week, run 2 miles on my off days, and do yoga and strength training.

I have a love/hate relationship with my trainer. I love him because when I am working out I hate him. On Saturday I thought that I was going to die. These are the moments when I am so sweaty that I know my fat is crying as it sees its death ahead. The one exercise that I hate is burpees. I didn't think there was anything worse than burpees, but I was wrong. Try burpees with a 15 lb medicine ball. Pretty much death. I believe that if you don't hate your trainer at least once a week, that you need to get a new trainer.

 I was asked to participate with 12 other women in a weight loss competition and  I couldn't say no. I love competition. I have been an athlete my entire life, and without joy of competition, I tend to compete at everything else: taboo, who can get to the car first, etc. This will be the opportunity to win some money, while I hold myself accountable to my goals.

I hope that in your new year, you have also set some healthy goals for your new lifestyle.


Stay inspired fellow fatties.

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