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Fasting Changed My Life... but still a lot of work to do

This past weekend was life changing.  I started fasting about 2 weeks ago, starting at 143, and I was basically at my goal weight of 130 lbs.  I would have reached 130, but I decided that sharing moments with my loved ones were far more important at that time.  I was 131.8 when I decided to break my 96 hour fast (so 92 hour fast) by sharing a white chocolate dipped ice cream taco with my fiance after a 20 minute bike ride.  It was nice.  I don’t regret it, but my stomach did act crazy afterward, like many of fasters on Reddit have forewarned.  

The reason I broke my fast and didn’t reach my goal this week is bc... I KNOW I can and will reach my goal this week.  That’s the great thing about fasting--it’s that easy and simple.  I wish everyone can understand that.

Fasting changed my life. 

Before April, I don’t know if I would have ever made it to my goal weight of 130 by June.  I was 145, only 15lbs away from my goal weight!  but it’s not easy.  Anyone who’s ever been overweight knows it’s not easy losing any amount of weight.  I’ve been trying to lose the last 15lbs for the last 20 something years.  The least I weighed was 137 in 2017, and I gained it back.  But then, when I put the downpayment for my breast reduction surgery, shit got real.  

I needed to lose as much fat as possible before my surgery so they can remove excess skin from my reduction/lift.  Imagine losing weight after breast reduction surgery... it can’t be good. 

So I kind of reached my goal at 131.8, but I still had a lot of fat all over my body. My arm fat bat wings did not magically disappear when I was 131.8.  A 1.8lb weight loss is not going to remove these bat wings.  Only reducing your body fat % will do that.  So my new goal is to reduce my body fat % to a % that will show me some toned arms.  I’m not sure what that is yet, but in time, I will figure it out.

#weightlossjourney #fasting

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WEIGHT LOSS JOURNEY of MICHELLE

35F, SW: 143.2, CW: 140.8,  GW: 130.  

Age: 35 Sex: Female Location: Bay Area, California Height: 5′5″ Start Weight: 143.2 Current Weight: 140.8 Goal Weight: 130

I’ve decided to start this journal to keep myself accountable.

I have a chubby girl complex.  I believe that when a someone first looks at me, the first thing -I- assume they think about me is that I’m a ‘big girl.’  I’ll tell you why I think I’m big.

Growing up, I was always the chubby kid.  I’ve always felt like the biggest person in the room, even to this day.  I am a full-blooded Vietnamese-American female.  I’m on the taller side for a Vietnamese girl; adult Vietnamese women range from 5′0″ to 5′3″.  Last time I measured my height I was 5′4 1/2″, but I round up to 5′5″.  Standing next to my other asian counter-parts (think AGB or Asian Baby Girl), I’ve always just felt... bigger. 

Other than my height, I feel bigger bc developed [breasts] early.  Bigger, fuller breasts runs in my family.  You just appear bigger because of a larger chest.  My breast size now is 34DDDD or 34G.  I plan to get a reduction in the future because this is a whole other story, a whole other insecurity, a whole ‘nother topic I will get into later.

My family has big thighs and big calves.  I don’t mind my thighs, as I think they are one of my best features (yes, I do love something about myself!), but my calves are --to the say the least-- BIG.  Like, bigger than my fiance’s calves.  I don’t like my calves.  Periodt.  You can’t wear flats bc they make you look stocky, skinny jeans don’t look as good on you... But at the same time, my thick thighs and big calves are STRONG, and I like that.

More to add, is that I have big feet.  I wear a shoe size 9 in women.  I wish I had smaller feet.  I would try to get away with size 8 or size 8.5 (so it would make me feel not as big, even thought it pinched my feet a little more than I would have liked), but my average shoe sizes range from 8.5 to 9, comfortably (9-9.5 in heels).  Not to mention, I also have WIDE FEET. ::sigh:: Thank you, God, for these wonderful features... then again, I think my feet have a pretty shape.  You have the look at the bright side of things, right?  Also, wide feet gives you more stability.

There are so many things I would change about my body, obvi.  But, some things you can’t change, so flip it.  Change the way you think about it, and you can only get better from there.  

BACKSTORY: Alongside growing up chubby, I was usually overweight.  My skinniest was 130 in my sophomore year of high school when I basically starved myself to fit into a size 5 junior pants size.  I got my first boyfriend during junior year of high school, and I remember weighing 140 at my Jr. Prom.  After many happy months of putting on some happy weight, I was almost 170--I think I the highest I ever weighed was 168-169... After that I averaged 150lbs my entire adulthood.  After a while, I thought 150 was what I was supposed to weigh, but boy, I did not love the way I looked (and felt).  

Fast forward to today, just freshly turned 35 on April 24, I think and feel that this is the healthiest (mind and body) I’ve ever been in my entire life.  I’m averaging now 140lbs (normal weight, YAY), and I really believe -THIS TIME- I will reach my goal weight of 130lbs this year.  I’ve accepted I can’t change my big thighs, big calves, and big feet I was born into, but, what I can change is making my body into the healthiest, fittest body it can be.  After 35 years, I’ve finally found the “LIFESTYLE CHANGE” I needed to change my entire life, to get into the best shape of my life.   I have a plan, and I am going to stick with it.

Sharing that with you soon...

#weightlossjourney #weightloss #day1 #fasting #omad weight loss #omad #lasttenpounds #weddingdiet

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We were the happiest couple we knew. And what’s the point of being together if you’re not the happiest? But Nick got lazy. He became someone I did not agree to marry. He actually expected me to love him unconditionally. Then he dragged me, penniless, to the navel of this great country and found himself a newer, younger, bouncier cool girl. You think I’d let him destroy me and end up happier than ever? N o  f u c k i n g  w a y.

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Care too little .. You’ll lose them. Care too much .. you’ll get hurt.

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