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Originally Posted by Vodstok
That pun , was for you, urge. :)
Okay, here is my issue:
Almost a year ago, i was pushing 250. I had gotten too comfortable in my crappy job, Bree was pregnant, and i had spent 3 months looking for work after getting laid off from my last job. I had been cgowing down almost constantly, and many of you are well aware of my love affair with fast food.
So i was getting fat, complete with a double chin (which i never had before in my life) and sporty new stretch marks on my belly. Ick.
Once i had gotten canned, a combination of having no desire to eat, along with a more active attempt to lose weight and doing more physical activity, i dropped to a lowest point of 216.
As of last night, i was 226. Shit.
I dont really have a question, i know what i have to do, but the prospect of being good all the time scares the hell out of me. I have developed a compulsive need to eat and drink (alchohol, of course....) that has become overwhelming in the past couple of weeks. And its the holidays...
Bree and i agreed to help each other work out and try to lose 20 lbs by february. I think lunch today willbe my last hurrah. Im gonna get a couple of double cheeseburgers and savor them.
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i'm up and down all the time ..
the fucked knee doesnt help.
my wofe is a junk food addict otherwise i wouldnt have it in the house ..
i dont enjoy eating out anymore either.
i'm overweight but not obese .. i'd like to be 40 pounds lighter .. that would make me pretty skinny but if i want to pursue competative volleyball well into my 50's - i'll need to be skinny.
its a goddamn struggle though .. we eat waaaay more than we need to sustain us each day .. north americans eat like pigs - we're trained to do it .