Of Weight Loss, Body Shapes and The Land of In-Between

Hey, guys!

Been a hot minute since I last wrote anything about weight loss and body image. If you’ve been following this blog, you might recall that I talked about how tackling psychological issues might help with weight loss, and how you shouldn’t measure success based on the number on a weighing scale.

Well, I did step on a weighing scale recently (out of curiosity) – and I’m happy to say that I’ve shed a few pounds! Back in March, when I first started this ‘let’s-be-more-mindful-of-my-health’ thing, I weighed 78+ kg, or 172 lbs. Currently, it’s down to 73 kg (160 lbs). Yay!

I’ve been at 78 – 80 for such a long time, I honestly can’t remember when I was last at my current weight. While there’s still a lot to work on, I have to give myself a pat on the back (because self love, lol). Some people might say that five kilos in four months is slow and that I could have lost more, but hey. Progress is progress. After many failed weight loss attempts, this is by far one that I’ve stuck with the longest – and that should be an achievement to be proud of.

The most apparent reduction is in my belly, because some of my pants are actually loose now. I’m also feeling much better physically; I can walk faster and longer, and I don’t get winded so easily. The only discouraging thing is that the weight loss doesn’t show much in the parts where people actually notice, like the face (still round, still got that lovely double chin!) I told a friend about my weight loss while we were out for dinner recently and he went, “Really? I don’t see a difference.” BURNNNNNNNN 

But I digress. I actually wanted to talk about shopping. Lol. 

People are often quite surprised when they find out how much I weigh, mostly because I have quite a stout (?) build and it just looks like I’m big rather than obese (I guess in many people’s minds, 5’3 women who weigh 70 kgs and above must look like massive blobs or something). They forget that women’s body shapes are amazingly diverse, with descriptions running the gamut of everything from fruits (pears, apples) to objects (spoon, lollipops) – and that everyone carries weight differently.

Cover image: Anna Shvets via Unsplash

While clothing brands are picking up on the idea of diverse bodies, it is still quite difficult for big-sized people to find clothes that fit properly and don’t look like they’ve just thrown on a curtain and called it a shirt. While there are a number of plus-sized brands out there that offer bigger options, they are harder to find in Malaysia, and are often catered to those who are extremely large, like sizes 3XL and above. Regular clothing brands rarely have anything above a UK size 12. (For the record, I can be a size 12 to 16, depending on which brand I go to).

Even when I was thinner, I was quite busty. Basically a lot of chest and no butt. I did lots of squats to try and get that rounded ‘lift’, but it just didn’t work. This posed a problem when I was buying clothing. I actually hated shopping. Clothes would be too tight across the chest, and extremely loose everywhere else. The same thing for pants – the waist would be too loose, but the thighs and calves would be too tight. If I bought a loose-fitting shirt from the plus-sized corner, I ended up drowning in fabric, and it made me look much bigger than I actually was.

I call this the land of in-between. Not big enough to shop at plus sized stores, not small enough to go to the S, M, L section. 

I understand that you can’t get a one-size-fits-all when it comes to mass-produced clothing, but I wish there were more options on the market for people with bodies other than the conventional ‘petite’ or ‘large’ figure – especially here in Asia. Brands like H&M (coincidentally where I get most of my clothes) are more inclusive, but options tend to be limited – I find that not all of their outlets stock certain sizes, while some have designs that I like but unfortunately can’t buy because they won’t fit properly.

Only time will tell if brands here will pick up on the body diversity movement, although I think it is high time we get the conversation going in Malaysia. We as a society are still hung up with the idea of thin = healthy, when in reality, that is not always the case.

Let’s be clear though: I am not promoting obesity, nor am I body shaming anyone. I just think that we should all strive to being healthier, whatever our shape or size. You can’t tell me body positivity means accepting that someone is 600 lbs, unable to move around on their own and suffering from 10 different health conditions at once, that they should ‘love themselves the way they are’. Similarly, if someone is prone to starving themselves or going on crash diets to be thinner, that can’t be good either. I think the key should always be balance – find what works best for you, and take steps forward each day.

I’ve always looked at my body and weight in a very negative way, and it is only recently that I’ve started to change this unhealthy habit. It’s still a work in progress, but I’m hopeful that one day, I’ll be able to say with confidence that this is the body I’ve worked for, and that I’m happy with it no matter what others say –  as long as I feel good and healthy. 

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Until then, I guess I just have to shop harder. 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

My Weighing Scale Broke – And Why It Was A Good Thing

Hey guys!

If you’ve read my previous post about how fixing psychological issues might help with weight loss, then you’ll know that I originally intended to write about something else (me being me, my thoughts are rarely linear :P).

SO. This time around, I want to talk about how my weighing scale being broken was actually a blessing in disguise, as it ultimately helped me in my quest to a healthier lifestyle.

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Now before I jump into it, I’d like to clarify a couple of things, lest some misguided SJWs jump down my throat about ‘fat shaming’ or whatever. When I say ‘weight loss’, it implies that weighing less is the only way to be healthy – but that’s not what I mean at all. You can be heavy / big-sized, and still be healthy. In my case, weight loss is a goal I hope to achieve, because I can feel the ill effects of this much weight on my frame: bad knees and a bad back, for example. You may have other goals, like bulking up /building muscle, or gaining weight. The bottom line is that we’re all striving to live healthier, happier lives. Body positivity is about loving yourself – and that includes recognising that you may have health problems due to your lifestyle.

As mentioned in my previous post, quarantine measures were put into place in Malaysia on March 18. I told myself that I’d utilise this time to take steps to a healthier lifestyle. Lo and behold, my weighing scale was broken. I wasn’t able to get a new one or have the scale fixed coz most businesses were closed. didn’t think of measuring my initial stats either (my thought process at the time was ‘let’s just get this thing started’) – but I believe my weight at the start was around 78 – 79 kilos.

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(Left) Sometime in August 2019. I didn’t take many pictures when I was fat because I hated how I looked. I had the same body shape / weight in March 2020. (Right) April 2020. 

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(Left) Also from 2019 and (right) April 2020. 

Since the quarantine first came into place, it has been 70+ days.  I actually don’t know how much I weight right now. But here are some of the things I’ve learned:

  1. NUMBERS ARE NOT AN ACCURATE REFLECTION OF PROGRESS

In retrospect, it was a good thing the scale wasn’t working, because it removed my old way of ‘measuring’ success. In all of my previous weight loss attempts, I was often hung up on how many kilos I had dropped, and would get discouraged if the numbers did not reflect the amount of effort I was putting in.

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This is a dangerous way of thinking, and it set me up for failure. I would get frustrated (“I ran for 30 minutes every day for a week! Why does my belly still look like I swallowed a hippopotamus!?”). I often gave up by the end of the first month. The cycle would repeat itself – work out for a period of time, control food intake, get discouraged, give up. Rinse, repeat.

Not using a scale meant I was forced to rethink the way I measure progress – based on how my body feels. It’s in the simple but often overlooked things, like feeling (and looking) less bloated in the morning. Reduced intestinal and stomach problems. Less acne. More energy. Better stamina; being able to walk longer distances without feeling winded. Being able to lift heavier objects. Less pain in the knees and back. Pants that feel looser. Even something as simple as being able to touch my toes more easily. I might not have a six pack, but these are all small but important victories, and it’s important to recognise and celebrate them.

2. MEASURE PROGRESS ON YOUR OWN TERMS 

#Fitspo was a trap that I fell into and couldn’t get out of for the longest time. I’d follow celebrity fitness trainers and influencers on soc-med, and tell myself “I can look like that too if I work hard enough”. Reality, however, is not always as straightforward.

No matter how you paint it, people have different bodies. If you’re big boobed (Believe me, it’s not all fun and games, especially when you’re running and trying to keep them from falling out), there are things you can do to naturally reduce your breast size slightly – but to think that you will ever be flat chested is an unrealistic expectation. And that is often the problem with many of these #fitspo posts. What we see online or in the media can often be distorted; a ‘perfect’ ideal that we can all strive for but never achieve.

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I’m not saying that inspiration isn’t a good thing. If you are motivated to achieve a certain ideal or aesthetic, then perhaps looking at people with six packs can be used as inspo to achieve that goal. But just because you didn’t lose 10 kilos in 1 month like that other guy on Youtube, doesn’t mean that your efforts are for nothing.

This is something I’m still trying to learn, because I still feel doubt creeping in whenever I watch ‘weight loss success stories’ (“I lost 20 kilos in 3 months!”). I have to constantly remind myself that my progress is on my own terms, and that I shouldn’t compare my journey with the journey of others. They lost x amount of weight? Good for them. I can touch my toes without my belly getting in the way? Good for me!

3. YOUR LIFESTYLE SHOULD BE SUSTAINABLE 

A healthy lifestyle is not a sprint: it’s a marathon. Being able to stick to a sustainable way of living will give you better results in the long run. I’ve tried diet fads. I took Herbalife (for what it was worth, it did help me to lose weight while I was taking it. Hence, my stand on sustainability. Buying that stuff was expensive af, and once I stopped, the weight came back because I was actually starving myself, lol).

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One of my ex’s friends is a naturally tall and lanky guy. For a time, he was an extremely dedicated gym-goer. But although he built muscle, he still wasn’t at the ideal that he wanted, so he took whey protein and ate steamed chicken breast and boiled eggs everyday.

He succeeded. But he was miserable. And once he stopped the protein, he lost the muscles he worked so hard to gain. I could tell it was very discouraging. These days, he no longer takes protein, but has found a more sustainable way to balance a healthy diet with his workouts.

Some people may argue that this is a ‘sacrifice’ that you have to make in order to achieve a certain physique, and that many people do that, to great results. It is my belief that at the end of the day, it boils down to what you think is a sustainable lifestyle – if you’re okay with eating steamed chicken breast and boiled eggs everyday for the rest of your life, then that’s a sustainable lifestyle for you. If it’s making your miserable, however, then perhaps it’s time to relook things.

4. PROGRESS TAKES TIME

This is another thing that I’m trying to come to terms with. Like many millennials, I am used to instant gratification – after all, we live in the age of the Internet, where you can get information and services in the blink of an eye.

The problem with many of my previous weight loss attempts was that I expected fast results. My ‘cut off’ time was usually a month: if I wasn’t losing enough weight, then I’d feel discouraged and give up. This is why I said that not having a scale around this time helped, because I’m not able to see any numbers.

Of course, I’m constantly reminding myself that I did not get to this point overnight. It took me seven years to gain 20+ kg, so how can I expect to lose all of the weight I gained in a month? 

5. THERE IS NO ONE-SIZE FITS ALL

What works for one person might not necessarily work on another. I mentioned in a previous post about willpower, and how it isn’t the only answer to weight loss. To a certain extent, you do need some willpower – society would be in pandemonium if we were all animals without self control. You should definitely have the will to make a change, for yourself.

BUT. I just don’t agree that in all cases, you can rely on willpower alone to overcome ALL challenges. I have had personal trainers who went about things the wrong way, insulting me and ‘pushing’ me to do better because they feel that is the ‘correct’ way to motivate someone. The truth is, there is no right or wrong way – only the way that works for you.

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I remember an encounter with a particularly nasty trainer who plunged me into hardcore training without taking into consideration that I was a total beginner.At the end of the session, he told me I’d never improve if all I did was complain (I felt dizzy and told him I felt like puking).  Needless to say, I never went back to that gym again. Maybe he has had success with other clients, using that method. But it certainly did not work for me.

So perhaps I have weak willpower. Perhaps I don’t respond to that kind of treatment kindly. The question that needs answering, then, is what works for me? 

I eat whenever I’m stressed – and I am stressed most of the time, lol. It’s funny the way some people tell you to ‘chill’ (I know they mean well, but still), because if everyone could ‘chill’ upon command, we wouldn’t need therapists, and the world would be free of problems.

Having identified this trigger (stress = comfort eat), my solution is to divert my thoughts as best as I can to something else, or at least keep food away from my reach until that feeling of stress has passed. Being forced to stay at home more often during the quarantine has actually helped, because I am only allowed to go out for work; hence my ability to go out to look for junk food has also been reduced.

If all else fails and the need to comfort eat becomes maddening, I feed the machine a little, ie I allow myself a small portion of something (say, I feel like downing a pint of chocolate milk – which I used to do, as scary as it sounds –  I would instead opt for a 200ml of low fat milk) , which is usually enough to calm the beast. By identifying these triggers and working to minimise them, I can avoid behaviours like binging.

Again, this is what works for me personally – you may have other ways of handling things. It’s about finding your personal trigger ‘safety’.

6. IT’S OKAY TO ‘SLIP UP’. 

Bad habits die hard.

During the first month of quarantine, weaning myself off high calorie foods was no easy task – I literally had withdrawal symptoms for fried chicken (my favourite comfort food). I had dreams about eating fried chicken, and you know shit is real when your cravings are so intense you dream about eating unhealthy stuff – that’s what they call an addiction.

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The good news is that I don’t have those intense cravings anymore. I had fried chicken once last month, but that was it. Even then, it was more of a ‘I don’t know what to eat, I THINK I want fried chicken’ but after eating my body just didn’t feel good, so I stopped. It’s a far cry from before when every waking minute was spent battling my stress and my cravings – which was often a losing battle. Back then, I had fried chicken every couple of days (gasp). This current lack of cravings is, to me, a sign that I’m moving in the right direction. The mind is a strange and powerful thing. It can be wonderfully resilient when used for good, but also super destructive when used for bad.

That being said, I have had days when I slipped up and ate something unhealthy. The me before would have berated myself horribly and just said “fuck it I fucked up today so I might as well just fuck up the rest of the day and binge”. These days, I try to tell myself ‘okay, so you ate a fucking cookie. You enjoyed that mfing cookie, it was great. Now you still have the rest of the day. Skip rice for dinner and get your protein and greens in. Do an extra 10 minutes of exercise.’

Of course, no one says it is easy. It’s an ongoing process of conditioning the mind. Give yourself a break – don’t beat yourself up for a few bad decisions. The problem comes when you constantly make bad decisions.

7. FOCUS ON WHAT YOU CAN DO, RATHER THAN WHAT YOU CAN’T 

I hate most forms of exercise.

There, I said it. Lol.

I get that people enjoy doing Tabatha and yoga and Insanity and feeling themselves getting stronger. I enjoy feeling stronger too. But I dislike doing all the stuff that fitness trainers recommend for getting fast and proven results. Mostly because when I was really heavy, jumping and things like lunges/burpees and even some ‘low impact’ routines felt horrible on my knees.

There is one thing I like to do though – walking. All the weight I’ve lost so far have been from indoor walking routines. And while the results may be slower than doing HIIT/kickboxing or whatnot, I believe that consistency is key. Slotting a 30 minute walking routine at the end of my evening feels doable, and I am more likely to follow through.

(Lucy Wyndham-Read is one of my favourite online trainers. Her workouts are usually short, doable but challenging enough to feel that you’re making progress). 

On good days, I push myself to do more challenging routines (the ones that I usually hate, lol) that offer variety. My point is, if I had started off doing exercises I hated, I would definitely have given up. By mixing it up with an activity that I enjoy, ie walking – I am able to gradually build up my stamina and perform those exercises better. As my strength improves, I’m sure that HIIT workouts won’t feel so daunting. And if I don’t feel up for it, I can always fall back on walking, then take on the challenging routine on another day.

8. HAVE A GOOD SUPPORT SYSTEM IN PLACE 

I might not be the best to talk about this – but sometimes I wonder if things would have turned out differently if I had a good support system. I’ve always had to do things on my own – and the few times I’ve reached out for help, I have been disappointed. It is a bitter lesson, and I am still learning to trust. But while that is my personal experience, it doesn’t have to be that way for others. Weight loss and a healthier lifestyle is a personal journey, but that doesn’t mean you have to do it alone. If family isn’t supportive, look to your friends. If they aren’t supportive, join a support group for weight loss, or a local gym where you can find like-minded people. Just don’t be afraid to find what works best for you.

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Ending this with a selfie – I finally feel comfortable and confident enough to take selfies again without feeling like I look like an ugly potato lol.

It might sound cliche, but to everyone else who is trying to lead a healthier lifestyle – you are definitely not alone! Stay strong and know that you’ll always have people rooting for you – me among them!  

 

 

Do You Like You? – Perceptions of Beauty and Self-Image

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Cute? Wait til you see how the foot looks like underneath the wrappings

In ancient China, women bound their feet in an elaborate and painful process since birth, breaking and re-breaking the toes so that they form perfect ‘three-inch golden lotus feet’ – a mark of beauty, grace and wealth.

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If this isn’t painful, I don’t know wtf is

In Victorian times, English women strove to achieve the ‘wasp waist’ via corsets, some of which were tightened so strongly that they would break several ribs in the process.

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But no matter….. all in the name of beauty, right?

I think human beings are imbued with a natural instinct to seek out ‘beautiful things’. Since we first clothed ourselves and started civilisation, our perceptions of beauty have evolved through the ages. What is beautiful in one era, or in a particular region, might not be for another.

The bottom line is people, especially women, have gone to extreme lengths to achieve this ideal of beauty and perfection. I’m not saying men don’t, but in most societies, it is always women – because despite progressing tremendously from being a patriarchal society, we are still deeply-rooted with a caveman-like tendency – where women seek out those who are able to ‘protect’ them. Since most men are visual beings, it is only natural that women will want to look ‘the best’, to beat out competition and secure the perfect mate.

What have we learned a few hundred, a few thousand years down the road? Nothing much has changed. In my opinion, technology and connectivity has only intensified the impossible quest of achieving beauty ideals. If you were a woman in medieval England, your ‘latest fashions’ would probably mimic what the court ladies in London have on – and that was that.

In today’s world, however, we are constantly bombarded with ‘latest fashions’ and images of ‘beautiful women’, which are further manipulated by self-serving corporations so that you will continue spending money on trying to reach that ideal. The fact of the matter is that you are not meant to achieve it in the first place.Case in point? Watch the video below on Photoshopping models.

It is scary that this is the sort of stuff that young girls and adult women are being exposed to everyday, even subtly. The fashion and retail industry thrives on using these images and subliminal messaging, to encourage people to buy their products. From skincare to weight loss, everything is about being beautiful so that you may live a happier life, so that others may like you and treat you with respect, so that you may be more successful, etc.

Anorexia and bulimia cases have been documented since a few hundred years ago, but it is only intensifying today, in this modern age. And you can’t say that media and society’s pressure against its women do not play at least a small part in it.

Growing up, I have always been confused about my self-image. Somewhere along the line, I must have inherited a big-boned gene, because my parents were super tiny Asians and I was, well.. broad-shouldered and chunky. Am I adopted ?  I wasn’t an outstanding looking person either – just your average, bespectacled Plain Jane. Having to grow up among skinny classmates and friends was tough, and being told that I wasn’t thin enough was tougher. Despite being healthy at that time, I was constantly told by (well-meaning but doing it in all the wrong ways) relatives that I was gaining weight, that I shouldn’t be eating so much, etc – just because my body was slightly bigger than theirs. But hey, that’s what I was talking about earlier – about how it is partly society’s fault that we have such fucked up views about beauty these days.

As you have probably read in my previous posts, I gained a lot of weight this past year, which made it even worse because now my relatives can openly chide me about being fat (I was lingering between being average and chubby before). Of course it is hurtful to hear those things. Of course I am pressured to lose weight partly because I want them to shut up. But my main motivation now, as compared to in my teenage years, is that I want to be healthy. Looking fab is a plus. I realised that back when I was of average weight, I was pressured into believing that even though I was healthy, I was not thin. When I was thin, I was pressured into believing I did not have the right skin tone (I’m quite tanned for an Asian), and if I ever became fair from hiding from the sun everyday, I guess they would have talked about something else.

The point is, people will always, always tell you that you are not beautiful enough. The Media will always tell you that you need to be thinner, be taller, be fairer, be skinnier. The point is you should not let them pressure you into hurting yourself or going to extreme measures to conform to a standard of beauty that is impossible to attain.

That being said, the phrase ‘love yourself for who you are’ is important. BUT. It is not an excuse to let yourself go completely in the name of ‘not caring what everyone else thinks’. If you are overweight and at risk of diseases, ‘loving yourself’ should be hitting the gym and losing the extra pounds so that you can live a healthier, more fulfilling life.

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By the way, I was at a clinic for my dermatitis treatment the other day, and what inspired me to pen down these thoughts was basically this poster, which had a model with an impossible waist. She looked like she was going to snap into half if the wind was a little stronger. And this was at a professional health and cosmetics clinic, so I felt that they could have given a better message. This is what women walking into the place strive to achieve by spending thousands on cosmetic treatment, and then feel bad about themselves when they can’t achieve the impossible. But until the day that society itself realises that we are not perfect and we will never be, our women will continue puking into toiletbowls, going for skin whitening, starving themselves, all in the name of beauty.

Week 9 – 5.6kg

Hi guys! I haven’t posted a weigh-in a longgg time – mainly because I’ve been busy + a teensy bit embarrassed because my weight hasn’t been going down as much as I thought it should. .___. Sometimes it’s really frustrating that you’re following all these rules to healthier eating – portioned meals, balanced nutrition, lots of water, etc but it doesn’t show up on the scales. Anyway, it’s still amazing that I’ve lost this much in a short time, considering that I’m almost in my mid-twenties now and my metabolism is slowing down.

Since then, I haven’t even lost one kilo. In fact, I gained weight again because that was my grandma’s birthday week and I went for a holiday so I didn’t control my food intake. The past couple of weeks, my weight has been fluctuating. Last Monday, I went for my weekly weigh-in and breathed a sigh of relief that I finally seem to be moving in the right direction again.

I initially started off weighing 76.3kg (168lbs). For a 1.61mtall person (about 5’3), I was definitely obese. Now I don’t mind being slightly tubby, but I was really unhealthy. My body fat, which should have been 16% at healthy levels, was a whopping 40.1. That’s almost three times than normal. It wasn’t a surprise then that my heart felt like exploding every time I climbed a flight of stairs. And because I used to be athletic in high school, my muscles were ‘solidly built’ – meaning that the fat would have burrowed right underneath them, making it harder to lose weight compared to really obese people. To break that down, apart from proper nutrition, lots of exercise. Which, I admit, hasn’t been easy squeezing into my busy work schedule.

When people say that ‘fat is a choice’ (discounting those born with genetic problems, etc)… as far as the saying goes, I believe in it. At least in my case. I was once a slim, lithe and athletic person in high school. I played basketball and Taekwondo. But then I sprained my back muscles during practice and dislocated my backbone (ouch!), and was bedridden for two months. It wasn’t the same after, coz I couldnt’ play such high-intensity sports anymore. Then I let myself go by stress-eating…not even attempting to exercise at all, making unhealthy food choices… and winded up where I am today.

Just like I believe that sometimes, people choose to be unhealthy, the inverse applies.  WE make the choice to be healthy. Right now, I am making that choice.There are times when my willpower weakens, when I want to stuff my face with fried food and doughnuts and whatnot, but that is where moral support plays a huge part. I’m glad that I have supportive coaches, family and friends. It’s hard to do it on your own.

Anyway, I’ve been rambling a lot haven’t I? Back to the topic at hand… my latest weigh-in clocked me in at 70.7kg (156lbs). So close to falling below the 70 mark!  I hope that by Monday (my next weigh in) I’ll have shed that few hundred grams. So close, yet so far.

Although weight-wise, it hasn’t shown much improvement, I’m still happy because there has been a significant drop in my body fat percentage (1 percent! That might seem like peanuts, but that’s a lot to me.) Which means that I’ve lost 2.6 percent of my fat.. just one step closer to 16 percent. yey. Water… needs improvement. It’s hard to work when you drink so much water and have to constantly pee. My boss might think I’m slacking off. I do try to drink lots of liquid while in the office, but I cant’ do so when I’m out on assignments… I can’t be always looking for a toilet while interviewing people, can I? Visceral fat hasn’t dropped.. but still an improvement from the previous 8 to 7. And finally, inner age has dropped from 49 to 45. Whoop! I’ve gained a whole four years of life.

Do you understand how significant that is? When I was first told that my inner age was that of a 49-year-old woman, I almost died then and there……. Okay I didn’t, but my heart sank from the thought. My mum is 55, and here I am, her daughter, physically 24 but only a couple of years behind internally. As much as I whine about stuff, I like living. Life has a lot of things to offer. I want to live to a ripe old age and gain lots of experiences before I clock out. It was that moment, when my coach told me that I was 24 going on 49, that I really decided to change. 

It hasn’t been easy, but I’m gonna continue working til I get back to my own ‘age’.

Anyway, if you’ve been wondering how my nutrition plan is. It’s not for everyone – coz I know some people don’t believe in eating supplements and stuff – they’d rather just go for plain ol exercise and healthy eating. For myself, I take Herbalife Nutrition Shakes for breakfast and dinner, everyday. Without fail. It is costly. The three month set of shakes and protein cost me RM2,000. But I believe in it, because I have seen results. The way I see it, the shakes have helped me to stave off hunger while providing me with the nutrients my body needs, and I don’t have to worry about prepping breakfast due to my busy schedule. It suits my lifestyle, but understandably, not everyone’s.

The point of this post isn’t to promote to you stuff, but I just felt like I should mention it since people would be wondering how I came to lose weight. Of course, it would be impossible to drink the shakes, then gorge on fried chicken and salami during lunch time. (doesn’t work that way!) It has to go hand in hand with eating healthily, plus exercise.

I’ll be glad if you can share with me your weight-loss/healthy lifestyle tips in the comments section below, and hopefully this story has helped to inspire you a little if you’re planning on losing weight.:)

One Month Weigh In – 3.7kg

SO I promised you guys that I’d update on my weight loss progress after a month >:) It hasn’t been super fast, but there has been steady results and I’m happy for that!:)

To those who are new to this blog, I have been following a nutrition programme byHerbalife for the past month, which involves meal replacements with healthy shakes, controlled meal portions (without sacrificing on the nutrients needed) as well as exercise (although I admit I haven’t had much time in that department .___.) While in the process, of course, there are basic guidelines to follow. Things like staying away from fried foods, carbs, eating meals on time and drinking lots of water still applies. This is not a diet. Diets tend to crash and burn because when we starve ourselves, our body stores fat and our metabolism slows down, making it even more difficult to lose weight.

I have to admit that I allocated at least one cheat day for myself, because it was kind of a reward thing that I look forward to every week. I had to, or I’d go crazy. The first few days were the hardest, coz I was constantly dreaming of cheeseburgers and chocolate and fried food. But these days, the cravings aren’t so bad – I still get the need for McDo twice or more in a week, but they have gradually lessened.

Anyway, here are ze results:

Starting weight on Aug 21: 76.3 kg – 40.1% body fat.

Weigh in on Aug 26: 75.1 kg – 39.9% body fat (-1.2kg)

Weigh in on Sept 1: 74.8 kg – 39.6% body fat (-0.3kg) – very slight change, even though this was the week I stuck most to my routine. I was quite discouraged.

Weigh in on Sept 8: 73.5 kg – 38.9% body fat (-1.3kg) – I was very happy this week coz my visceral fat(the fat around your organs), which was a very unhealthy count of 8, dropped to 7. My inner age also dropped from 49 to 48. Yes, that’s a whole year, folks! I am also aware I have the body of an old woman, which is why I’m putting myself through this before I die of an early heart attack.

Weigh in on Sept 22: 72.6 kg – 38.5% body fat (-0.9kg) – I missed nearly two weeks in between weigh ins and the loss was smaller than I expected….. but I was cheating a lot during my trip to Kluang with the family. xD I was also happy this week because I lost two whole inches off my waist, and that’s no mean feat. No wonder my shorts felt looser on the waist. :3

Total weight loss: 3.7kg (-1.6% body fat). 

Yay! This in itself is an achievement for me, because in recent years I have been gaining so much weight and just ballooned bigger and bigger with no brakes due to stress eating and a sedentary lifestyle. Seeing myself make a change, stick to a plan and lose weight is an accomplishment, and I’m proud. It’s also satisfying to get up on the scale and see the numbers go down instead of up, knowing that you’re one step closer to a life filled with possibilities.

Since I met England, he has shown me that I have much to live for, and I realise that I love life very much. Especially if it’s to spend the rest of it with him.:) He’s my inspiration and encouragement. And I hope (since you’re reading this :P) that you’ll join me in this journey so that we’ll both be healthy and have a whole lifetime to spend together.❤ eeee mushy eh.

Wish me luck and courage in my weight loss and quest to be healthier! I’ll keep you guys posted on my next weight in.