Never ending battle…
Hey everyone,
I’m very new to this message board thing, but I figure it might be
an inspiration, and a way to share my experience with the public
hopefully helping them. I indeed have many stories of my own weight
loss struggle, and I feel a need to discuss my personal set backs and
plateaus and compare them all of yours to try and overcome the battle
of the bulge.
My struggle started at birth, over weight, always being the
chubby girl. I tend to exaggerate my size, I blame it on my
obsession with the medias’ perfect body image. At my lowest point, I
had reached a weight of 187lbs on a 5′5 body.
I changed my eating habits totally, replacing flour with
whole grains, eating more fruit and vegetable, and using dessert
replacements like chocolate chip granola bars, fruit and whip cream,
and god bless all those frozen or chilled fat free desserts.
Speed walking for 45 minutes, 5 days a week, eating two to
three square meals a day, shhh..don’t tell Dr Atkin I ate a potatoe
with light becel, or sprinkle molly mcbutter, and fat free sour cream
six out of seven nights a week. I drank a whole lot of chocolate
milk, and tried to fill my plate with fruit and veggies at every meal.
I was able to drop down to 145lbs in about a year and I was
so pleased. In the next few months I had dropped down to about 135.
People I hadn’t seen since high school were in total shock when they
saw me, most didn’t even recogzie me. I was bathed in compliments
everyday, and finally turned heads I’d wanted to turn my whole life.
I settled down with my first long term, and sadfully image
obesessed womanizer whose handsome face and tight body made me feel
momentarily happy with my trophy boyfriend. As I got comfortable,
started cooking for him, eating out with him, late night Wendy’s with
him, packing on pounds–not for him. He became unattracted to me
because of a simple thirty pounds. He broke things off claiming he
had falling out of attraction with me after nine months for an
unknown reason. It was known to me.
So after that breakup, about 8 months ago, I introduced
myself to Dr. Atkins, after constant super toned celebrity hype.
Still heartbroken and indulgent, I ate high fat meat, whipped creams,
fried veggies, and more butter then I’d ever eaten in my whole life
thinking all of this was ok. I bought a treadmill, started running
about three months ago now for 45 minutes a day, minutes a 10 minute
warm up. I shed pounds, about six or seven a month, but not enough
to satisfy me.
It’s funny how a small, old lady in a checkout line,
casually chatting with some other ninety five year olds, could say
something that would stay with me for a very long time. “You can’t
just cut out carbs, you need to eat low fat, and low carb and you
WILL lose weight”.
After hearing this I had to experiment. I cut out fatty
protein, eating only chicken, fish and grilling all food. I ate a
ton of veggies and still endulged in high fat cream dips as a reward
for eating like a rabbit.
Now I’m stuck. This is where this group thing comes in.
I feel the need to convert, because although this low carb may be a
way of shedding weight, the long term effects could be heartbreaking,
literally. So I want to replace the high fat cream in my tea or
coffee every morning with non fat milk, I want to eat that sweet,
sweet fruit that I once enjoyed, and I need to PUT DOWN THE NUTS, but
what about the carbs? Will eating these carbs now that my body is so
use to living on so few cause me to balloon up?
So who ever would like to enlighten a newbie to the South
Beach, with some sweet, sweet treats, and rich satisfying desserts
and some hard, cold reasons to convert, please do so. Please help me
change my eating habits permanently.