Those who have been reading my blog for a long time might remember my LCHF journey of a couple of years ago. That was 2016 and ran over into 2017, the year I turned 50. I still remember how on top of the world I felt with all the weight I had lost back then.
My weight now
Today, I weigh the same as I did when I changed to a LCHF lifestyle. Okay, maybe a couple of kilograms less, but I will get to that in a moment.
Yes, after those low-carb-high-fat months, and feeling ecstatic about my weight loss, I gradually started gaining again.
Maybe not even gradually.
It was in the time my mom was in and out of hospital, and being a stress-eater, I frequently tried to eat away my sorrow. Watching my mom getting weaker, trying to be strong for her, wanting to give my children a shoulder to lean on… it took its toll. Food, especially sweet stuff — chocolate muffins — comforted me.
I continued eating after she had passed, and by the time I broke down towards the end of 2018, I had gained back all the weight I had lost.
Several times over the past years, I tried getting back to the LCHF lifestyle, but never with success.
I am 2 months away from my 55th birthday, and in the past year or two have come to terms with my overweight. I am menopausal, and that in itself makes it difficult to lose weight.
With every diet I had done in my life, I focused on food. Food I couldn’t eat, food I should eat, how to integrate my diet with family life, allowing myself something sweet and then feeling guilty about it… always food, food, food!
The more I focused on it, the more I resented the curves I saw in the mirror. My self-photography journey helped to change that. I started seeing the beauty of my body lines. It didn’t happen overnight, but the more I accepted myself, the less I wanted to go on the next ‘wonder diet’.
I don’t want my life to be all about the foods I can and can’t eat. I want to look at myself, wearing a nice dress and think: you look beautiful.
And I do!
Losing weight again
Yes, I am losing weight again.
No, I am not on a diet.
I started walking halfway through October. Not because I wanted to lose weight, but because of severe backache due to stress. I walk every day.
I don’t walk far, mostly around 3 kilometers, which takes me about 40 minutes nowadays (around 50 when I started). Like I said, the goal was never weight loss, but in the almost 70 consecutive days (!!!) I went out on my walks, I have lost weight. My legs and tummy seem firmer, and where it might not be visible to others, it is to me.
The way forward
It’s said ‘never say never’ but I seriously never want to focus on a diet ever again. If my body was meant to have curves, then curves it will have.
Acceptance is the way forward. Exercise is the way forward. For now, it’s walking, but as I have bought a new bike this year, when we head for spring 2022, I will go out cycling too.
Just me, and whatever book I am listening to at that moment.
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