12 May 2012
Embarking on a weight-loss journey
I am on day four of trying to lose weight (didn't I try this last summer? Oh yeah. I think I did. And stopped after a week, when the then-boyfriend continued to tell me I was fat and unattractive, and I quit caring enough how I looked. Should have dumped his ass right then and there, and kept with the diet instead of keeping with him. But, I digress). According to some weight loss calculator I found online, to maintain my body weight I should be eating around 2788 calories/day. So, to lose about two pounds a week, I should cut it down to 1788 calories/day. Perfect. That is COMPLETELY do-able (I've been around 1000-1200 the last two days, and am not nearly as hungry as I thought I would be).
Last year, I weighed in at 346.6 pounds.
When I stepped on the scale three days ago, I weighed 333.8 pounds.
Today, I am at 328.4 pounds.
I would like to point out that I am just about six feet tall. And I wear a size 24 in pants, and about a size 20 in tops (damn small boobs, but fat arms. Hoping I don't lose anything in my boobs. Ugh. They're tiny enough already, haha). I am told that I carry my weight well, and no one believes me when I tell them how much I weigh. *shrugs* I know I weigh a lot, but I don't think I look like I weigh quite THAT much. I really don't know though. I am a horrible judge of it.
My first little goal is to get down to 300 pounds. Hopefully that will happen by the end of the summer. One big goal is to get to 246.6 (100 pounds from the heaviest that I was). Ultimate goal is to get down to 200 pounds, and hopefully fit into a size fourteen pants. For comparison, I have a friend who is a few inches shorter than me who weighs 180, and wears a size fourteen. I would LOVE to be her size. According to all of these stupid websites, I am supposed to weigh even less than that. Apparantly ideal for my height is somewhere between 150-180. Anyone who has seen me knows that that would look absolutely ridiculous on me.
I need to think of little incentives for myself, for losing the weight that I want to lose. Not sure how one rewards themself for a job well-done. Maybe I will let my next tattoo be my big reward, as I sort of want it to be on my hip, and I refuse to do that to myself while I am still fat. Hell, my two-hundred-pound reward should be my tattoo and a new puppy. Yes? Yes.
I am going to try my hardest to keep posting my progress on here. If you're wondering how I'm doing it, I am basically counting calories and making smarter food choices. So far each day I have had a lean cuisine meal for lunch and/or dinner, and things like a peanut butter and banana sandwich for a meal (making sure to only use the amount of peanut butter than makes a serving, and using whole wheat bread). I'm eating fruit. Snacks are a serving of pretzels, or a fruit cup, or applesauce and cottage cheese. I know it's only been a few days, but it's actually been a lot easier than I anticipated. Also, I am drinking a lot of water. I mean, a LOT of water. Making sure I have AT LEAST half a gallon of water each day. Yesterday I had more like a gallon. I had to pee a lot, but I think it was worth it. I haven't had soda since December 31st (well, no, that is a lie. I used to drink soda CONSTANTLY. I mean, I could drink a two liter of mountain dew back then, in a day. No joke. From December 31 until one day last week, I didn't have a sip of soda. Last week, I let myself have a Mr. Pibb, because I NEVER see Mr. Pibb anywhere up here. I drank it. It was good. But I realized that I didn't remember what all of the hype was up. I may treat myself once a month or so to a soda, but other than that, no. No more).
Can't believe I have lost five pounds in just a few days. I REALLY need to keep it up, and not get discouraged when the numbers on the scale stop changing for a while. Plateaus will come. I need to work through them and keep it up. So tired of being that fat girl.