For 20 years (you read that correctly), I dedicated my life to weight loss.
Smaller was better. Thin meant WIN!
From calorie restriction to over-exercise, anorexia to bulimia- I abused my body for two decades.
I passed on events where I would be expected to eat (especially if I assumed that there wouldn’t be healthy options).
I missed stuff- missed my life. I passed on vacation time with my family because I 𝙝𝙖𝙙 to get a run in.
I was miserable and my relentless pursuit of losing pounds was never rewarded with a lower number on the scale.
I lived with constant frustration because I was working 𝙨𝙤 hard- being 𝙨𝙤 diligent about my food choices, but couldn’t lose a single pound. My body was stressed out from being under-nourished and over-cardio’d and it was struggling to recover after my years of bingeing and purging. Everything was out of whack and stress took such a toll on my body (and contributed me to holding on to extra weight!!).
Today, I genuinely enjoy my life. I order the cocktail. I work out a few days a week. I eat when I’m hungry.
And I weigh less.
𝙇𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 (𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮, 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙).
𝙈𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠.
𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩.
𝙄’𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 95% 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝 5% 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨.