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THE PROGRESS I'VE MADE IS NOT AN EXCUSE TO STOP!
I just want to yell it! I'm so frustrated with myself right now. I (24f, 5'6", SW:242, CW: 180, GW: 150/140?) have lost 60 pounds so far, which is great!
That's sixty pounds of gratuitous sweating while treating that elliptical like it owes me money.
Sixty pounds of "like a third of that" when my Italian FIL is dishing out some of his delicious, homemade pasta.
Sixty pounds of "no thank you," "just one," "keep pushing," and "are these still too tight?"
It's a beautiful thing. I feel better, I look better, those jeans I loved in highschool fit again...
But I was overweight in highschool, too. But I still have a long way to go. But 180 is not my goal it's actually only 5 pounds under obese for my height.
So why am I settling? I still have work to do and, if there is one thing that sixty pounds has taught me, my body isn't going to just miraculously do it for me. I need to get myself moving again before this becomes my goal, or worse yet I backslide.
Thanks for letting me vent reddit, pretty much everyone IRL is sick of me "obsessing" over my weight when I'm already "so tiny" compared to where I was. Any advice on this and plateaus in general would be much appreciated. Time to go cover my house with post-its again.
Better isn't the best I can do.
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