nancy324
Cathlete
I've hit rock bottom, and I think I'm going to give up strength training altogether, even though I was loving it. For decades, I was 5'3" 115 lbs. and now that I have been exercising a lot for 6 months my weight has increased substantially. And I don't just mean the weight on the scale, which I realize can be meaningless. I have gone up almost 2 dress sizes and obviously have a lot more fat on my body, NOT just muscle.
It seems that exercising has given me a new-found appetite that I didn't even realize I didn't have before. And even though I probably need a few more calories now, it's hard to stop at just a few I guess. Anyway, I have noticed that I've been turning down social and even work engagements because I feel awful about being bigger. And my confidence is gone. I don't enjoy doing the things I used to enjoy when I thought I looked better. The truly weird part is, I'm probably much healthier now.
My mother has a friend who lived on lettuce, coffee and diet coke all of her adult life and who is in a nursing home now unable to walk without breaking a bone and who is a pitiful sight to behold. But, hey, she was slim and looked great in her clothes! That's all she cared about, and she ruined her health because she was very insecure and NEEDED to be slim.
I'm tired of fighting off all these food cravings all day every day. It's zapping all my energy just to control myself and I can't concentrate on anything. I want to go back to having a small appetite and eating like a bird. I realize I'm going to end up in a nursing home with brittle bones, but I don't know what else to do. I just can't take this anymore. I've got to stop exercising. I've hit rock bottom.
It seems that exercising has given me a new-found appetite that I didn't even realize I didn't have before. And even though I probably need a few more calories now, it's hard to stop at just a few I guess. Anyway, I have noticed that I've been turning down social and even work engagements because I feel awful about being bigger. And my confidence is gone. I don't enjoy doing the things I used to enjoy when I thought I looked better. The truly weird part is, I'm probably much healthier now.
My mother has a friend who lived on lettuce, coffee and diet coke all of her adult life and who is in a nursing home now unable to walk without breaking a bone and who is a pitiful sight to behold. But, hey, she was slim and looked great in her clothes! That's all she cared about, and she ruined her health because she was very insecure and NEEDED to be slim.
I'm tired of fighting off all these food cravings all day every day. It's zapping all my energy just to control myself and I can't concentrate on anything. I want to go back to having a small appetite and eating like a bird. I realize I'm going to end up in a nursing home with brittle bones, but I don't know what else to do. I just can't take this anymore. I've got to stop exercising. I've hit rock bottom.