Prepare for a long one because I have a lot to say.
Weight Loss GAF, I have a problem. I've really wanted to talk to someone for the past couple of days, but I wanted to talk to someone who might know how I feel or what I'm going through, and I figured that someone on here would probably know and be able to help.
As some of you may remember from a post I made a few weeks ago, I made a bet with my Dad to see who could lose the most weight in 3 months. It all started off fairly well, and I lost about 15 pounds rather quickly, and then I hit a sort of wall that lasted about 3 weeks. At some point in that time, I fell off the track. At the time, I was having stomach issues, and was going to the doctor for it. I was afraid there was something really wrong with me, so I decided to just eat what I wanted because I figured if something was wrong, then I would really have to buckle down and get my shit together. Luckily, I went to the doctor, only to find nothing wrong with me.
It was great that I didn't have any major issues, but that didn't stop me from eating badly. I just kept eating what I wanted to because I knew I wasn't hurting myself (figuratively speaking). Well that was almost a month ago now, and I've still just been eating terribly. Last week, I thought I had a glimmer of hope and thought I got everything going well again for a few days when someone brought donuts in to work, and I proceeded to eat 5 of them.
Since then, I've been struggling. Every day I wake up with the intention of starting back, and by the time I get to work, I've already given up. The whole day is an absolute battle with my willpower, and I just end up failing miserably. The worst part is that I've been low on money for the past few days due to some car repairs, and I don't really have any extra money to spend at all, and I keep buying fast food. Every single meal. I just can't help myself.
I just don't know what to do. It's never been this hard before for me. I've lost a lot of weight in the past, but unfortunately gain it all back when I eventually change my diet habits. The worst part is that I made this bet with my Dad to finally motivate myself to get back on the right path, and even that can't sway my resolve. There's $300 on the line and I can't even bring myself to care. For some reason, I think I can still win. I don't even know how much weight he's lost. All I know is I'm still sitting at 15 pounds lost.
I'm lost in a bad way guys. I'm not expecting someone to tell me this huge secret and it all be better. I know it's not that easy. I just need something. Maybe just me putting this out there will help. Who knows? I feel like such an absolute piece of shit every day. I can't even control myself. How am I supposed to get along in life if I can't even do that?
Well here's some competition for you
I know that feel bro. This post is literally a reflection of myself in every conceivable way a few months back when I was still stuffing myself full of food. Shit is fucking hard, and I totally know the feel of having your willpower tested everyday and ultimately failing. I would do the same thing you did. Would wake up with the intention of eating right, then maybe 4 hours later I'd be off to McDonalds because an idea popped in my head saying that large fries and two McDouble sandwiches would be mighty tasty and take a lot less time to make then cooking up some food at home. Or the absolute worst scenario that became a staple of my weight gain; I would wake up and say I would eat right and my weight in order. I would go through the entire day only eating essentials: oatmeal for breakfast, 2 eggs or a patty for lunch, and a scoop of rice with lettuce and chicken for dinner. Everything would be going perfect until it hit 11pm. Then I'd start to feel hungry. Since it was so late, what better way to stop your hunger than calling up Dominos and getting 3 small pizzas for a measly 12 bucks? I'd tell this to myself and my willpower would be so weak that I'd just do it after maybe 5 minutes of debating even though I'm a student and really don't have the money to be spending on fast food when there's plenty of free food in my house. The worst part about that is the fact that it would happen at the end of the day, where all I had to do was say no for about another hour and then the day would be complete with me having completed a successful healthy eating routine for that given day. Instead I would eat all 3 small pizzas in one sitting(sometimes mediums depending on how much I was craving it) and gain a good few pounds the next day since I just ingested 4.5k plus calories in one meal, not including the other food I ate earlier in the day. Sometimes I would only eat half of it and save the other half for the next day where I would eat it for breakfast and then feel a bit hungry for lunch and go to McDonalds, making that day even worse than the day I even ordered the damn pizza. Of course this became an ongoing thing with it either being Dominos(the worst), McDonalds, or even Cinnabon(where I'd buy a 4 pack of rolls and finish all 4 in a day). This eventually led me to going from 185lb(I'm 6'0 btw) to 272 in only a year. Back to where I started 4 years ago(As I had gone down from 280 to 185 3 years ago) Everyday I would ask myself why I didn't have the fire I did back then to keep eating healthy and why my willpower was so low. It got to the point where internally I just really didn't give a fuck anymore even though I tried telling myself and others that I did.
I guess the point I'm trying to make is that the decision to lose weight is really up to you. When I finally decided to stop eating shit in the beginning of January, it wasn't some epiphany that came to me, it was just a cold hard decision to say no and live with the uncomfortable feeling of not being filled up with food. I got tired of every time I bought McDonalds, I would tell myself after eating "what I did was so bad and not even worth it, I'm never gonna do this again" and proceed to buy fast food the next day, or hell, even the same day. I noticed that this was the same mentality that I had when I first decided to lose weight 4 years back. The first day was fucking killer, I can tell you that much. My stupid conscience/chatterbox was telling me to eat fast food or chips and shit because I wasn't completely full and I'll tell you I fucking hated it. The second day was rough as hell too. After the third day though? That chatterbox became more and more distant to the point that those thoughts of not being full just stopped coming altogether. And guess what? I started to feel better about myself too, even though I still look like a fat fuck in the mirror to me, I at least know that I'm on the path to healthy lifestyle where I'll eventually be the sexy man beast I know I can be. Be that guy dude. Tell yourself you can do it and you are the shit. It does wonders for your motivation.
All in all it's a process that will have its ups and downs. If you were watching this thread just 2 weeks ago I was complaining about the fact that one of my friends somehow convinced me to go to all you can eat wings with them, even though I knew it was just asking for trouble and what do you know? After that day I started going back to my fast food eating habits that week, eating fast food a good 5 or 6 days out of the week. In that small span of a week I gained a good 4lb.(you can see that little weight update I post up every week here now) During that moment I had that feeling of being back at square one with my thoughts getting the better of me and my willpower. Then I just said fuck it and told myself that Im better than that, that I am in control of my own body and I'll take that uncomfortable feeling of not eating shit food because at the end of the day I don't want to end up being that fat guy that can't take off his shirt in public and thinks terribly of their body image. Come back to now and I've lost an additional pound and a half after that little over eating resurgence.
There's nothing I can really tell you to make
you want to take responsibility for yourself. Only you have that power and you need to look inside yourself to harness it. At the end of the day what do you want to be? That dude that's too fat to truly be comfortable in his own skin or a sexy man beast? When you decide what you want and are prepared to face the challenges -- the cravings, the uncomfortable feeling of not eating more food to fill yourself up head on, then you will begin to make progress. The solution isn't to look at those challenges and think of how hard it will be; that's just setting yourself up for failure and it's what I did everyday when I was gorging myself gaining weight and getting a fat man-ass. It's seeing through those challenges and telling yourself "I want to see how high I can get". No limitations.
Damn, I haven't rambled this much on Gaf in a long ass time! My bad for any incoherent sentences or spelling mistakes, I'm too lazy to reread the whole thing.
Oh, and working out is a definite recommendation. Not only will it make you look sexy and not just a skinny piece bones and twigs after you lose your weight, those days where you do cheat and give in the working out portion will at least slow down your weight gain a little bit. And at the very least you'll be gaining muscle on top of it!