The Elephant In The Room

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The Elephant In The Room

It’s my birthday and I’ve had a fabulous year! But that’s not the only reason I’m celebrating. I’m also celebrating another milestone: 100 pounds lost. Yup! Over the past two years I have quietly gotten my body under control. Many of you have noticed, and some have asked questions, but I haven’t said much about it at all. I feel like it’s time to to address the elephant in the room (or maybe that left the room?). LOL.

Although I’ve always been a chubby girl, I gained 100 pounds in what seemed like just one year in my early 20s. After visiting many doctors, it was chalked up to a combination of thyroid issues and PCOS. Basically hormones. No matter what I did, I could not get the weight back off. Dieting was a miserable existence, and no diet on earth seemed to work for me, so I eventually just said fuck it I’m just gonna be fat and happy. And fat and happy I was. And fine as a motherfucker.

But getting into my 30s and seeing my father’s health decline, I decided to go back and try one more time to get my crazy hormones and weight in order. This meant assembling the right team of nutritionists and physicians who could put something together that actually worked for my body. (There is probably something to be said about being able to afford the right medical care). That was almost two years ago. And although I had some stops and starts, the past year I really hit my stride. Sadly, this has meant saying goodbye to a number of bomb outfits that no longer fit.

I do what works for me. I ignore suggestions from others. I am not vegan or gluten-free or low fat. I’m not out here juicing or fasting or drinking tummy tea. I do largely avoid carbs and sugars. I drink water pretty much exclusively (2-3 liters a day). I take my vitamins. I started off eating 5 small meals a day when I was really about that life but now I’m down to 4. I do NOT skip meals. This has really helped my metabolism (I used to only have 2 meals). I work out. I eat bacon. Fuck you. I’m not gonna stop. I don’t count calories. I do count macronutrients (protein, carbs, sugars, etc). Generally this keeps my calories fairly low naturally though.

The hardest part has been the carbs. Carbs are my favorite food. All of them. Pasta. Bread. French fries. ALL THE FRENCHFRIES. I love them so. But what I have figured out is that I can have ONE of almost anything. So I’ll have one French fry from a friend’s plate. And I’ll log it in MyFitnessPal so the carbs are accounted for. (Using apps to track your macronutrients is a MAJOR KEY). Not everyone can eat one French fry. But if you slow down and appreciate it, it can work.

The moral of the story is I do what works for me and I don’t concern myself with what or how other people eat. I don’t talk about it a lot because I’m not out here trying to give anybody advice on what they should eat. We’ve all got different bodies with different needs and I know for a fact what works for you may not work for me and vice versa.Stay out my plate and I’ll stay out of yours.

So here I am, 100 pounds lighter. And still fine as a motherfucker. Just in time for my birthday!

Also — before you tell me how great I look NOW please remember I been looking great my WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE. I’m just lighter on my toes now, B. And I’m good where I’m at. I feel like my body is leveling off at the place it Is supposed to be. I don’t need to lose another pound. Thankfully I still have my curves!

P.S. Shoutout to #bae for adjusting his cooking for me and letting me steal one French fry! Couldn’t have done it without him.

By | 2017-11-14T11:22:27+00:00 November 14th, 2017|My Life, Self Reflection|1 Comment