This weekend I wore one of my favorite dresses. It is body con with rainbow stripes, and It makes me so happy. I proceeded to go to pick up the best donuts I have ever eaten in my life, and to no surprise sported my “food baby” in the form of belly bloat as I went about living my life. I ate lunch out with a friend I haven’t seen in far too long, I stopped at home and had a salad because I knew it would make my slight sugar headache feel better and then went out to have some drinks and socialize to end the night. I didn’t think twice about any of it. There have been times in the past few years where I would have put far more thought into the calories of that day. That mental headspace would take away from all the good, lovely events that made up my Saturday, which would be such a shame.
According to a weight loss comparison chart that I just looked at, I’ve lost an “an average sized chimpanzee” worth of weight. This fact is obviously great. I’m not denying that and I am so grateful I have had so much success in this endeavor.
That being said there are things I am or have experienced along the way that I didn’t fully anticipate or want. They suck, and I’m going to vent about them.
I’ve lost around 70 lbs this past year. Until last week I hadn’t removed any clothing from my closet. I don’t like spending a lot of money on clothing and I haven’t hit my full goal. So to me it didn’t make sense to invest in new items. The only new clothing I have bought during the journey is a pair of work pants. Stepping into my closet was no longer enjoyable and I decided to give in and tackle the unpleasant project.
I dedicated an entire Sunday to the endeavor. I knew this was going to be a project, but there were many things I learned along the way.
Losing a lot of weight is exciting. Not only for the person who does, but for the people around them. I end up having discussions and encounters with people about my 70 lbs weight loss about once a week. Sometimes more and sometimes less. Most of these interactions eventually lead to the person asking me how I did it.
As someone who really dives into the things that interest me at the moment, I understand the question. Our culture has made diets such a mystery. Fast weight loss is constantly being advertised. One diet says no carbs, another says no fat. Half of society considers one food “good” and the other considers it “bad.” Then when someone tries out diet pills, fads and weight-loss hacks nothing works.
When people see someone they know and trust having success with losing weight, it’s like they’ve found an “in” to the mystery. I can never think of all the tips I have when talking to my friends and family, but I’ll try my best to now. This is what has worked for me: