25 reasons I hate being fat

I’m going to jump on Kristy’s bandwagon here, because I'm totally not original! :O)

1. I hate the way my shirt clings to every protruding lump
2. I hate how I always feel self conscious. Like everyone around me must be looking at me and thinking “wow, how huge is she".
3. I feel the need to constantly try to prove myself (like at work, I work twice as hard as everyone so it doesn’t look as if the fat person’s slacking)
4. I hate the way I have to avert my eyes from the mirror when I get out of the shower
   I want to be able to look in the mirror and like what I see
5. I hate being asked “when are you due?”
6. I hate the way I look naked
7. I hate the way my ass strains to get free from the confines of my ever shrinking jeans
8. Every time I get on a plane, I pray that the seat belt will fit, and I won’t need to get one of the extension bits.
9. I hate the way my undulating waves of excess jiggle when I walk.
10. I think about my weight ALL the time
11. I hate the way I look in swimming costumes... (I love to swim, but I really feel or those that have to see me in one)
12. stretch marks, Yuck!
13. I hate having my picture taken at a certain angle, and when I'm not paying attention.
14. I hate that I never feel sexy anymore, and wonder how anyone could find me attractive
15. I hate being surrounded by skinny girls that complain about being to fat.. seriously go eat a cheeseburger or something!
16. I hate being in denial about who/what I've become
17. I dislike not feeling comfortable in my own skin anymore
18. I hate feeling ugly and un-attractive (not that I make an effort these days to make myself presentable)
19. Sleeveless Shirts
20. That awful feeling when you start to get chafing of my inner thighs on a hot day
21. Button up shirts -they're just not made for people with excess cleavage
22. I hate that I'm ALWAYS comparing myself to someone else
23. The confinement of small bathroom stalls... not everyone is a size zero you know people
24. Getting off a crowded bus- it's like a bulldozer in a field
25. But most of all I just hate how being fat makes me feel

I have been on so many diets, tried so many things, so many times for so many years, it hardly seems that I have not done something about it.

If all it took to lose weight was to count calories or points, who the hell would choose to be fat?

Who in their right mind would choose a lifetime of self-hatred, trapped in a blubbery prison cell of their own making?

God I hate being fat.

Lucky that's all about to change

Reasons to lose weight (aka why I hate being overweight)

I've seen a few of these lists posted around blogland, so I thought I'd share my list today.

Here we go:

* aching feet and sore knees
* feeling like Im in my 60's instead of my 30's (my parents are in their 50's and they are so much healthier and fitter than me)
* worrying about whether I'll fit in a chair (armrests are becoming a nightmare!)
* squeezing into the biggest size in plus size shops
* not fitting between the armrests on the plane seats
* being the odd one out at family gathering (everyone else is healthy)
* feeling awkward
* always being the fattest person wherever I go
* avoiding social events
* having people not recognise me because I have gained so much weight

I'll add to this as I think of more.

PS. I found the remote, so my updated stat's are:
Week 1: 2kg loss
Week 2: 1.6kg loss
Week 3: 100gm gain
Week 4: 1.7kg gain

Total loss: 1.8kg

Savoury vs sweet

For years I thought I had a sweet tooth, but lately I find myself craving crisps (chips) and other salty foods over sweet things.

I haven't really noticed a pattern to it.

It doesn't happen at any particular time of day, or night, & it tends to be carb heavy things that I go for, bread, cereal, crisps (chips) nuts, etc.

Not to say I don’t like baking sweet things, or staring at them through the clear glasses in a bakery.

Gleaming fruit tarts; tall, intricately-designed wedding cakes; adorable, pretty-in-pink cupcakes; dense and dark brownies.

They’re lovely to look at, but lately don't tempt me at all.

It's bizarre, I've noticed it more since I moved over to the UK.

Maybe I'm becoming more accustomed to their savoury ways.

After all a meal is not complete unless you've had a packet of chips...

Question of the day:

Are you a sweet or savory or combo?

Im a tad excited about being back in blogland :) Seeing your comments and Ali's post made me feel all happy this morning :)

As I mentioned, I've been back on the weight loss wagon for 4 weeks now.

Here's my stat's
Week 1: 2kg loss
Week 2: 1.6kg loss
Week 3: 100gm gain
Week 4: skipped weigh-in

This is a familiar pattern for me.... I guess this is the pattern I have been following for the past few years. After the skipped weigh-in, I tend to give up.

Usually I weigh myself on Saturdays. I was going to weigh this morning, but I couldnt find the tv remote control. I weigh in on the wii. Seems in my clean up over the weekend I've misplaced the remote... I shall search tonight and weigh tomorrow.

I thought I'd post a bit of background info tonight. I've been yo-yo dieting for the past 20 years. Im 32 yrs old. I've been overweight for about 10 years now.

I've tried:
* Weight Watchers
* Jenny Craig
* Gloria Marshall
* Curves
* Fernwood
* Dietitian
* Intuitive Eating
* Calorie King
* Cohens
* CSIRO

I've read:
* If not dieting, then what
* Beyond Chocolate (IE)
* The clothesline diet
* CSIRO (anyone want to buy the latest book off me?)
* French woman dont get fat (and the follow up book)
* FAT is a feminist issue
* Does this clutter make my butt look fat?
* Fattitude
* The Jon Gabriel Method
The list goes on and on...

The only weigh loss methods I have been successful with are Weight Watchers (lost 20kg in about a year) and Cohens (lost 15kg in 2 months). Just thinking about doing Cohens again makes me want to binge...... It's so restrictive! So, it's back to Weight Watchers. I know it works for me :)

The things I struggle with are:
* being on a "diet"
* feeling deprived
* emotional eating
* all or nothing attitude

I guess I have a few things to work on!

That's me for today. Thanks for reading :)

The other half...

So I'm the other half of this awesome duo!

I like the background, kind of reminds me of hundreds and thousands, and cupcakes…

Not sure where the cupcakes come from… maybe I’m craving some after the nutter down the corridor just cooked some, isn't that just rude!

I can’t believe it’s been 6 weeks since we had this great idea to create a blog together… and yet here we are making our first posts…

We seriously Suck! :O)

As Kristy said, we’re both doing WW.

We’ve both had huge success in the past and lost a whole heap of weight with it.

I actually made it all the way to goal, only to discover a social life, among other things, and now here I am heavier than I ever was..

I’m completely disgusted with myself for letting myself get this big again.

It’s gotten to the stage where I just hate who I’ve become.

I’ve got no excuses, no one else to blame but myself.

I’ve been back on the wagon for a good 6 weeks now and lost 3.3kgs, I’ve had a few stumbles as I’ve tried to sort myself out.

I seem to go great guns for 3 weeks, then hit a snag or three…

This week just gone, I went to Slovenia.

It was amazing, and also one of the best destinations to go while trying to lose weight (well apart from the serving sizes which would rival that of America!) all the activities require copious amounts of energy.

There were walking, trails to hike, stairs to climb, boats to paddle, rafting, mountain biking, gorge to explore… you name it, they had it.


It’s the first holiday this year that I think I will have lost weight when I weigh in tomorrow (that and I have a sneaky peaky at the scales this morning! Naughty, naughty! )

Though there were things I would have loved to have done and didn’t, or would have loved to have done better.

• Like swim out to the island in the middle of the lake and ring the bell for luck. ( It wasn't the swimming out there that bothered me, it was the fact that I'd have to walk around in my swimmers once over there... can't scare the locals, that would be cruel)
• Rafting on what are meant to be the best rapids in the world (but the thought of squeezing my body into a revealing wetsuit, had me turning that option down in no time at all…No person should have to witness that, it'd be like stuffing tennis balls into perfectly good stocking)
• We did a hike up one of the mountains to get postcard perfect view, it almost killed me, it was so steep all the way... (kind of what you'd expect though when you're climbing a mountain!)

Though I loved the feeling of accomplishment I had when I reached the top in one piece, the look on my face in the picture below says it all... (thank god that's over!)

I’d love to go back and do it quicker next time.

I'm also on my way home from the UK in just 6 short weeks for a visit...

I'd love to shed some Kilo's before then.

Welcome

Hi!

So, where to start...

Back in August, Ali and I decided to join forces and blog together about our weight loss journeys. We created this blog, but that was as far we got. So, 6 weeks later, I thought it was about time we started posting.

We thought about going anonymous. Anonymity was pretty appealing to me. You see, I used to blog about 5 years ago. I lost 20kg and was 5kg from my goal weight. Somehow I fell completely off the wagon and gained 45kg. How did I let my weight get so out of control?

At first I wasnt worried about the weight gain, I knew I could lose it again. But it eventually got to the point where I had gained so much weight that it seemed such a huge task to lose it again. I guess in the end, I just gave up. I kept thinking at some point, the weight gain will stop, but the scary thing is it didnt.

Back to the question of being anonymous, I guess we'll be anonymous to anyone who hasnt read our blogs previously :)

Oh, Ali and I are both following WW.

I've been back on the weight loss wagon for 4 weeks now. I'll post an update tomorrow about how Im going.

Im a bit excited to see some of the old bloggers back on the weight loss wagon again :) I miss the old days of blogging.

See you tomorrow!