Week 2 weigh in
I am officially 1.5 kgs (3.3 lbs) lighter than I was last week. Yay! I know some people see 6-8 lbs loss even in their second week, but I am super happy with my loss.
I have a slow metabolism, and I have used that as an excuse all my life. I put on weight even when I breathe. Or so I have said very often. Yes, it's true that my BMR is low (around 1500 cal) which means I can't eat as much as other people without putting on weight. But the truth is that every time my weight has increased , it has been because I have over-eaten. A lot. There is no way any person can have a tub of ice-cream everyday and not put on weight. Low metabolism is not an acceptable reason. The reason I have put on around 10 kgs in the last one year is because I let myself go. I stopped weighing myself. I stopped because I knew what the scales would say. I behaved like an ostrich with my head in the sand while my body kept getting fatter and fatter. So enough of denial. I will accept who I am, slow metabolism and all. My body has been so kind to me all these years (no major illnesses, touch-wood) and I will now be kind to my body for a change. Here's to kindness, self-love and loving our bodies.
I am officially 1.5 kgs (3.3 lbs) lighter than I was last week. Yay! I know some people see 6-8 lbs loss even in their second week, but I am super happy with my loss.
I have a slow metabolism, and I have used that as an excuse all my life. I put on weight even when I breathe. Or so I have said very often. Yes, it's true that my BMR is low (around 1500 cal) which means I can't eat as much as other people without putting on weight. But the truth is that every time my weight has increased , it has been because I have over-eaten. A lot. There is no way any person can have a tub of ice-cream everyday and not put on weight. Low metabolism is not an acceptable reason. The reason I have put on around 10 kgs in the last one year is because I let myself go. I stopped weighing myself. I stopped because I knew what the scales would say. I behaved like an ostrich with my head in the sand while my body kept getting fatter and fatter. So enough of denial. I will accept who I am, slow metabolism and all. My body has been so kind to me all these years (no major illnesses, touch-wood) and I will now be kind to my body for a change. Here's to kindness, self-love and loving our bodies.