How I Lost 76 Pounds at Age 59 and Changed My Life
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Things like weighing less, or weighing more, or having an acne, etc are what constitute a life change.
I’ve found myself again in a position where I want to lose about 20 lbs, but I find logging calories is such an unbelievable drag. It forces me to think about food all the time, meticulously breaking down every meal and putting it into an app. I think this ends up making me more hungry.
This time around I’m just trying to do common sense approaches to restricting calories: don’t snack in between meals or after dinner, skip breakfast 4/5 days a week, almost no alcohol. So far it’s been just as effective as logging calories but much more pleasant.
I looked and felt fantastic. But the mental energy required was too high for my workload.
I’m starting to focus on health and fitness again, basically going on a majority raw foods diet involving vegetable and fruit shakes.
I feel a lot better and a lot more energy, not really sure if I’m losing weight.
It was so much damn work to remember and focus and plan to stick on these diets while having super high workload and family.
I really liked how I felt and looked after dropping 35 lbs but was hard to stick on that approach.
I wish it was easier.
Felt good to again not have those belly, love handle, chest, cheek, under-chin, thigh fats after a 3 year gap of COVID years.
Then during new year holiday I was out for ~2 weeks and discipline fell somewhat (but not completely and I was anyway walking like crazy). Gained back 3 kgs and every bloody gram of these kgs came directly for the tummy and love handles. I mean it seemed body has a direct calorie pipe with outlets only around lower torso.
I think walk alone doesn’t cut it. Some muscle mass might help. Gyms don’t light me up sadly. Sports do. Gotta find if there’s one that builds muscle :/
After college, I dropped from 300 to 185 (currently at 200 and trying to get to around 170 as a goal). I made a similar lifestyle change and found many of the same benefits!
To me, the mental and emotional benefits alone make losing weight worth the effort. The physical side is nice and the ability to lift heavy things comes in handy, but the mental side is what keeps me working.
More recently, I got a formal diagnosis of ADHD and learned that a lot of my struggle comes from a similar root. Meds allow me to be much more intentional with my snacking.
Edit: Don't get me wrong, whatever gets the lard off one's ass is a good thing. Whatever works for you is what's important.
Of course this depends on where you find where the lines cross, for me: 40+ minutes a day on the bike means progress, anything less is maintenance at best.
For example: some days I have to make myself eat, because I just don't feel hungry. Fasting also plays a role here; with more satiating, high-fat/protein food, my body just wants less food.
My family was supportive, but not participative. The most helpful thing was to simply start very small and having daily habits and 'go to' foods.