Goal: Lose weight
Result: No weight lost.
Goal: Lose weight.
Result: A few pounds lost, all gained back.
Goal: Lose weight.
Result: 40 lbs lost for wedding. 40 lbs gained back in 4 years after wedding.
Goal: Lose weight.
Result: Let’s just not discuss it. Sigh.
Familiar to anyone? For me, it’s a never-ending battle. Since college, I’ve played the yo-yo game. Did the whole Weight Watchers thing. That’s as far as I went with diets because taking ANYthing completely out of my diet ensures a big, fat failure on my part. However, I was growing tired of counting points and/or calories.
I really wanted to end my thirties and start my forties
a few several pounds lighter. That actually happened. Between summer of 2016 and now, I have lost 44 lbs. I had set 2 goals for myself. That “dream weight goal” that I realize will probably never happen and the “I’d be okay with that” weight goal that is realistic.
Today, I am 5 pounds under my wedding weight and just 6 pounds from the “I’d be okay with that” realistic weight goal. I can’t say that it was always done the right way, but I can say that most of it happened unintentionally and all of it happened without counting a single calorie or stepping into a gym.
Now, I know what you are saying and thinking. Yeah, right. Whatever. No such thing. I hate her.
I get it. I’ve been there. Keep in mind, I admitted right from the start that I didn’t always do it the right way. I mostly have Trimm Travels to thank. Contrary to popular belief, travel blogging isn’t just flying to amazing destinations, throwing a photo up on Instagram and calling it a day. It’s getting up very early, going hard all day long, taking sometimes 50 of the same shot to get that one I will use and then getting in late…only to then fire up the computer to work into the late hours of the night. Wait, there are TVs in hotel rooms you say?
Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining at all. I realize the amazing opportunity I have and am 100% grateful. I’m just saying travel bloggers work for it. Hard.
So about that going hard all day long. I will average 6-8 miles per day when on a trip. My personal best is 13.9 miles in a day. That was in Philadelphia. My second best was 12.4 miles in Amsterdam. This probably speaks for itself on how a lot of the weight loss occurred.
In November 2016 after getting home from overseas, I went straight into catching up on work and hosting my family’s Thanksgiving. This went straight into travel before Christmas and getting ready for Christmas…which led into celebrating my 40th birthday, New Year’s Eve, in New York.
Have I been breathing? Not sure, so I’ll take an extra few breaths here just in case! From January to March, I had a lot to catch up on and would be working so much that daily by 2-3pm, I would wonder why my head was hurting. Oh right. I had not eaten lunch. Eating that late, I wouldn’t be hungry for dinner.
My travel schedule picked up in March 2017 and I’ve been gone every month since then. You get the point.
Those were the unintentional and not so recommended ways that weight loss occurred. Now let’s talk about my intended, positive contributions.
I have a huge addiction to cheeseburgers, french fries, and diet coke. Especially if said cheeseburger, french fries and diet coke are from McDonald’s. In December of 2014, I stopped eating at McDonald’s in an effort to combat this issue. It’s now been 2.5 years since I’ve eaten at a McDonald’s. It was definitely hard in the beginning, but now I don’t miss it. I would allow myself to eat a burger outside the US because sometimes when traveling, your choices are limited or you are so tired that you just want something familiar. Now that I am far enough removed from the temptations of wanting a burger, I will allow myself to eat one here and there in the US (but still not from McDonald’s).
I also cut out fried food and soda. Anyone who knows me well will tell you that cutting out soda was nearly impossible for me. I am the biggest diet coke fan on the planet. Seriously. Once again, I will allow myself to drink it when I’m traveling as a treat. The thing is…the treat starts not tasting like a treat after a while. It’s just not as good as it used to be. At all.
The hardest part of all of this? Making sure I don’t squander away how good I feel with 40 lbs off. That’s the real test. Keeping it off.
One day at a time.
No counting anything.
Allowing myself an occasional forbidden treat.
Now, for the evidence. Warning: Cell phone pics below. True transparency. 🙂
40th Birthday, December 31, 2016
Valentine’s Day decorations might still be on my dining room table. In August. My closet may still contain my heavy winter clothes and boots. In August. Anyone who knows me well probably wouldn’t believe that from this Type A, cleans-her-closet-out-twice-per-year-and-always-changes-out-seasonal-decorations girl.
However, if having out-of-season decorations on my table and out-of-season clothes in my closet results in the ability to keep up with this amazing new endeavor AND this weight loss…then please, may I always have the wrong decorations on my table and the wrong season of clothes in my closet.
This Type A girl just might have a little Type B in her after all.
Goal: Weight loss
Result: 44 lbs lost and counting
This is 40.
Do you have a weight loss story you want to share? Leave me a comment because I’d love to hear about it and besides, you know you want to tell it! 😉
‘Til next time…