We often have a terrible relationship with our weight. We’re too fat, too thin, our weights on the wrong part of our body etc. How much does your weight bother you?

Please don’t post your weight, numbers can be triggering for people with a history of disordered eating

  • knightly the Sneptaur@pawb.social
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    4 days ago

    I’m glad to say I’ve developed a much better relationship with my weight over the last couple of decades. I had just crossed into the “Obese” BMI category before I decided I needed to make a change, and since then I’ve lost just over 1/5th of my total weight. At the rate I’m currently going I’ll reach my old goals in another couple of years, but since starting hormone therapy and developing hips I’m now much more comfortable with carrying a bit of bellyfat and my goals now are less about reaching some arbitrary number as finding a happy equilibrium between my desire to be active and my desire to enjoy sweets.

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        All I did was start tracking my weight once or twice a day with an app that averages out the last few weeks to estimate my caloric balance. Turns out that I only needed small changes to diet and exercise to get into a persistent (if somewhat unstable) decline, quitting sodas except for special occasions is probably most of what got me down from my peak weight to the level this graph started at:

        (Cropped out all the numbers except for dates, each horizontal line on this chart is 4 lbs)

        What’s fun is how you can see my general stress levels and major life events listed out here precisely. You can watch Covid fuck me up, then a bump from moving to a new state that fell off when the old house finally sold. That big spike started on the day I realized I was the only thing left keeping me from starting hormone therapy, and ended the day when I finally talked to my partners about it and got (most of) their blessings 🥰. The actual day I started hormone therapy is buried in that long decline that got me back on track.

        Anyways, I guess my point is that life happens and we do our best when we aren’t stressing out about it. Baby steps are usually all it takes to start buulding momentum for real change.