Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Past Success: 20 Pound Loss

I thought I would take this oppotunity (boredom) to write about how I succeeded in weight loss a few years ago.

I was always a little chubby growing up but during my second year in college I was at my heaviest. I was always on some sort of diet that I would fail at and start over each week. I never really had the drive or motivation to follow through. That summer I started a job at a plastic surgeon's office as a office assistant and surgery intern. Everyone in that office looked great and everyone was on a diet so I decided that I was going to start watching what I ate. I remember that time so distinctly. I would eat 2 Eggos for breakfast, a Luna bar as a snack, an apple and a Slim Fast shake for lunch, some sort of snack before the gym and whatever my mom cooked for dinner (I was home for the summer and living with my parents). I lost about 5 pounds in 2 weeks and I was feeling pretty good about myself already. My dad picked me up from work that day for some reason (I think he changed the oil in my car) and during the drive we chatted....
Dad: "So, I see you are dieting and getting results right away."
Me: **Smile**
Dad: "You know, you seem so happy now. I don't understand why you didn't do this a long time ago."
Me: "What do you mean?"
Dad: "Well, everytime I look at you at home you have something in your mouth. If looking better makes you THIS happy, well... (***key phrase to my success...***): Do you not have enough character to eat less, not stuff yourself and therefore make yourself happy?"

Wow, I thought. Well, I was pissed. Character? He is questioning my character??? Always something in my mouth??? I was so pissed but I was angry mostly because I knew he was right. I was so mad that from that day on I continued my eating plan but I didn't stick one thing in my mouth after dinner for the rest of the summer (4-5 weeks or so). He would offer me cookies, fruit, etc. while we watched TV as usual. I wouldn't eat one grape and give him the satisfaction. Haha. I ended up losing 20 pounds or so and feeling like a rock star. It was tough, we ate dinner at 6pm the latest. I went to bed starving some nights but it got easier. I am so happy that my dad gave me that reality check years ago. He didn't mean it to hurt me. He only wanted the best for me. I was so mad because I was embarrassed. He never told me I looked bad or anything like that...now he even tells me to put on some pounds here and there. I love him and I thank him for that.

5 comments:

  1. Isn't it amazing how a few little words can change your attitude toward something completely. I have had similar experiences (not weight loss related) that have motivated me like crazy to prove the other person wrong. Its almost like you do not want to accept that the other person is right, so you change your ways so they CAN'T be right haha.

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  2. I have pretty much the same story as you, only my ex was the catalyst and he didn't want me to be fat (didn't care about health). I lost 10 lbs the first couple weeks of college, but turned around and gained 30.

    My ex turned me around when we were eating dinner and I went to get seconds...he said "Are you really having TWO? You know, you eat too much. I don't want you to end up like your sister." That made me mad partly because he was right but mostly because he was an asshole. I lost 20 lbs with his hassling me to go to the gym and the fact that I never wanted to eat in front of him again.

    I didn't gain the weight back after we broke up but I stopped working out so I'm...jiggly (lol)... now. My sister lost the weight she gained in college too, so now that ex can kiss our asses. :) Now, my catalyst is ME and the support that I get from my fiancee, who lost 30 lbs shortly before we met.

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  3. see, you CAN do it! Here's to me eating whatever I want for the rest of the day...oh and here's to our weight loss in 2009! Cheers!

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  5. I recently talking with my mom and venting to her about how I need to lose weight and how crappy I feel about myself.As a joke I said I am getting a gastric banding,and her response was no just stop putting food in your mouth.After I got over the shock of her saying that,I laughed cause I knew she was right and she was only trying to help.

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