What food slang do you think is ridiculous? I honestly figured a sammie was like a mini sandwich. To be totally honest, I completely agree with him and had a bit of a blonde moment over this particular word. Well, Ryan forbid me from calling anything a sammie anymore because he says the word is ridiculous. Notice how I called this a sandwich and not a sammie. I need to stop giving up and start living the life I want and that I build for myself.These sandwich thins are delicious. Instead of continuously saying “one day”, I am making today my DAY ONE. I am unwilling to gain anymore weight and keep sizing up in clothing. I keep telling myself, “one day when I lose weight” or “one day when I’m really fit” – as if it’s not any time soon. All I know is that I am so tired of being tired and feeling as though my goals are so far out of reach. Between the intense sugar & carb cravings and just giving up after a few weeks, I’m at a loss of what to do. I’ve heard countless recommendations for different fad diets, but none of them have worked for me. No matter what I do, what I eat, how little I eat, it will always be harder than ever to lose weight. My thyroid stopped working properly and has been the root cause of pretty much everything I’ve been experiencing. My makeup has always “fit” me, regardless of my weight and size, and it is perhaps the reason for my obsession. Shopping for makeup, on the other hand, will always be such a joy. Shopping for clothes is just not fun for me. Which is how I ended up spending my entire Sunday afternoon reluctantly shopping for clothes in a larger size, feeling sorry for myself, and damn near breaking down in tears in a fitting room. It’s been quite the downward spiral of emotions for me, especially staring into my completely packed closet of clothes that no longer fit. Instead of a few extra pounds here and there, I gained 15-20lbs within the last month. But the truth is, the weight didn’t creep up on me like it usually does. attempting to squeeze into all of my usual clothes while I am no longer my “usual” size. Still figuring out the “sweet spot” dosage for my thyroid.įor the last few weeks, I’m sure I appeared to be in denial of my size. back at my highest weight and my largest size. and here I am now, a year after my diagnosis. I was finally diagnosed with hypothyroidism after seeing many doctors I’ve tried multiple medications and dosages of those medications. In fact, I can honestly say, it was all down hill from there. On top of that, my anxiety, depression, and fatigue started to worsen. After the 30 days were up, I tried to make it part of my daily routine again, however, once you stop going to the gym, it’s difficult to go back. After years of failure and giving up on diets, I finally did it.įast forward to the end of 2016 when I had a surgical procedure to remove cancer from my cervix, and I’m told to “take it easy” for a month – no lifting or over exertion, basically everything I do in the gym. and still grabbing my “old” size because I had been that size for so long, it was second nature. I remember losing the weight and going shopping for new clothes, ones that would fit me better.
With the help of Pinterest and workout videos on Instagram, I managed to lose around 40lbs of fat. This time was different and this time I meant it. I honestly had no idea where to start I attempted to lose weight many times before and it obviously didn’t go very well. I tossed the bag, tossed “my” snacks, went to Costco and stocked up on fruits, veggies, and chicken breast.
I was unhealthy and overweight and it took a bag of Doritos for me to see this. It was just so mindless, so unintentional, so. Had I consumed an entire family-sized bag of Doritos all by myself, in one sitting? Yes, yes I had. and I also just opened the bag earlier that day. Irritated, I wondered “Who ate all my Doritos?!” Then it dawned on me – I lived alone with my then 5 year old son who was purposely not within reach of any snacks. There I was, binge-watching Criminal Minds on Netflix, cradling my family-sized bag of spicy nacho Doritos, when I reached in to grab another chip and all I felt were crumbs. I had an epiphany one afternoon, after a shitty breakup with an on-again off-again boyfriend. Honestly, who wouldn’t in my situation? You see, a few years ago, I was at my highest weight and largest size. Well, let me clarify – I hate shopping for clothes.
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