ValarDisneyus
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Aug 22, 2014
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- 494
I hate admitting this online. I feel like the internet is one of the best places for me to "relax" and "talk" to other people because you can't see me, so you have to judge me on the content of my character as displayed through my words.
*sigh*
Sooooo okay then. Just ripping off the bandaid. I have hypothyroidism, and I'm on treatment for military service related anxiety and depression. I can't say when it happened, but I know after my diagnoses I let myself gooooooo. And not in an Elsa I'm-going-to-rough-up-my-bangs way. Just before I decided I really wanted my family to start doing pretty regular vacations, I stepped on a scale and saw exactly 300 pounds. I am ashamed.
For reference, I'm 5'9", if anyone cares. Suffice it to say I know I've been unhealthy for some time. Even when trying to eat healthy, my weight kept creeping up. Sometimes I just felt like....why even try? My thyroid will never cooperate anyway.
Well, my doctor just adjusted my medicine, and I got seriously motivated to lose weight. I want to DO THINGS with my kiddo. I want to have a standard life expectancy.
I am limiting carbs and reasonably limiting calories. I've lost twenty pounds! I'm thinking about joining Planet Fitness.
I just poked in for support. Somehow joining a gym makes me want to cry. I can't even say why that is. Weight training is supposedly REALLY good for heavy people, though, and I have an elliptical and ample sidewalk at home for some cardio. I've already started walking (not quite as often as I'd like, though) to get myself prepared for long days in Disney. If I said Disney wasn't a HUGE motivator, it'd be a lie. Booking everything and having it just ahead of me keeps me motivated.
I'm really hoping I just posted this in a judgement-free zone. Could I trouble somebody for a high five?
*sigh*
Sooooo okay then. Just ripping off the bandaid. I have hypothyroidism, and I'm on treatment for military service related anxiety and depression. I can't say when it happened, but I know after my diagnoses I let myself gooooooo. And not in an Elsa I'm-going-to-rough-up-my-bangs way. Just before I decided I really wanted my family to start doing pretty regular vacations, I stepped on a scale and saw exactly 300 pounds. I am ashamed.
For reference, I'm 5'9", if anyone cares. Suffice it to say I know I've been unhealthy for some time. Even when trying to eat healthy, my weight kept creeping up. Sometimes I just felt like....why even try? My thyroid will never cooperate anyway.
Well, my doctor just adjusted my medicine, and I got seriously motivated to lose weight. I want to DO THINGS with my kiddo. I want to have a standard life expectancy.
I am limiting carbs and reasonably limiting calories. I've lost twenty pounds! I'm thinking about joining Planet Fitness.
I just poked in for support. Somehow joining a gym makes me want to cry. I can't even say why that is. Weight training is supposedly REALLY good for heavy people, though, and I have an elliptical and ample sidewalk at home for some cardio. I've already started walking (not quite as often as I'd like, though) to get myself prepared for long days in Disney. If I said Disney wasn't a HUGE motivator, it'd be a lie. Booking everything and having it just ahead of me keeps me motivated.
I'm really hoping I just posted this in a judgement-free zone. Could I trouble somebody for a high five?