Venture
New Member
Hi there everyone. First post here. This has turned into a long one, sorry!
I've been overweight since at LEAST age 12. I am now 25, and I have had ENOUGH!!
Some facts for you, first off I'm a 6'4" man so my figures are a bit different to most people's here. At my worst weight July 2013 I was 141kg/BMI 39, after that I made the most intense weight loss effort of my life - ate properly (mostly), completed Couch to 5k, then did 2 months of intense 45min workouts 6 days a week, and a period of swimming 1km every weeknight for 6 weeks; I felt good and I got the weight down to 121kg/BMI 32.5. But I was still BIG. I'm fortunate in that I have a large frame so I just look like some kind of giant rather than FAT fat, and the weight doesn't look as bad as it does on others, but I hate it. I have had manboobs all my life (HATE those), a big stomach, I struggle to buy clothes. Even in the best shape I have ever been in my adult life I am still medically obese.
Since then I have slacked a lot and I am sure my weight has slipped up because clothes aren't fitting right anymore but I'm not brave enough to get on the scales. I decided to make a new effort at another fitness drive because I did so well before, but it's not going well. Yesterday I got hugely depressed about it because although I know I shifted weight before, it is such a long road and I don't have the drive to do it knowing that making the biggest and most continuous effort in my entire life I still couldn't get down to a decent weight. It just feels impossible from here and I hate it. The only exercise I remotely enjoy is swimming, and that requires an hour at the pool every day for months to make any difference on its own, I don't have the determination for that. I CAN and DO eat healthy food but I always have the demon on my shoulder telling me I'm hungry, or wouldn't it be nice if we had a takeaway for dinner, my mind obssesses over it basically all day, and either I deny it and feel miserable or I give in and completely binge on it. And the other day whilst I was halfway through my swim, months from achieving anything from it, and my muscles ache like hell and all I want is to order pizza because it's tasty and it's late and I'm tired but I am beating myself up because I know it's a bad idea, but I still want it argh, I thought: you know what? F**K THIS! This can't be it. This can't be how I'm going to be the whole rest of my life!
I refuse to accept that at age 25 the only choices for my future are to be depressed daily about being overweight, or be depressed daily by having to deny myself what my body is telling me it needs (even though I know it's wrong! It still doesn't go away!). I will not live that way. I REFUSE. I already look back on my school days and teen years and hate that I missed so many opportunities in those days by being heavy. I don't want to look back at my 20s and 30s in the same way. I just want to be NORMAL, and I want to it in time to enjoy being a young man! I feel like I have tried the proper ways of doing it and I just don't have the willpower to follow through with the months and years of effort it will take to get there. I can do it a bit in the short term if I need to. If there is an obvious achievable goal and I am making progress towards it. But that willpower from day 1 I just can't keep going forever, it's a different story on a rainy Wednesday evening after a long horrible day at work and the goal is not even 25% achieved.
My problem is I think a bad psychological relationship with food, and basically no "full" reflex until I am totally stuffed, full to the brim, stomach physically hurting. As I understand it, normal people get a twinge of some sort that lets them know when they're full, and they only keep going past that on Christmas! I might get a tiny flicker if I'm lucky which is quickly overwhelmed by the thought that there's loads left on the plate and it's so tasty... I am terrible at portion control because I just don't want to stop until it's all gone, or stomach hurts. I have been this way as long as I can remember.
I am thinking and hoping that gastric sleeve may be my answer. I've done some digging and feeling the most hope I have done for ages. Here's where I need the reality check from you guys, tell me if I am being realistic in my expectations here. My thinking is that the sleeve will act as a nuclear weapon in my weight loss arsenal. Make all my usual efforts much easier.
Expected pros:
- Hunger/peckishness during the day will go down due to reduced stomach size and reduced hormones.
- I will gain a more normal "full" reflex because I will get that stomach hurting sensation after one small plateful rather than stuffing my face continuously.
- I will not feel miserable about food choices because I CAN have those unhealthy things sometimes and it's physically impossible for me to binge on them since they won't fit in my stomach.
- Will think about food much less because I'll feel satisfied longer & won't feel I am living a life of denying myself anything. I would be physically unable to eat more than the right amount of food to maintain a normal BMI.
Expected cons:
- Difficult pre-op and post-op diet. Liquids etc. I can manage that kind of difficulty for a limited period with a definite purpose and goal. Worried but not too worried.
- Probable vomiting etc in the early days.
- Probable tough time with cravings in the early days too. I can man up and deal with those in this situation because I know it's not forever.
- Still have to make healthy food choices, it's not a license to eat only cakes! I am fine with that - I eat pretty normal levels of healthy most of the time anyway. It's the binging that makes me fat, I think.
- Having to adjust to not drinking and eating at the same time.
- No fizzy drinks for life. I like my fizzy drinks but I am not addicted. A willing sacrifice!
- Can't take the mickey with it or it WILL stretch and the weight will be able to go back on. I think this is OK - I can maintain weight alright I think, it's just losing it really sucks.
- Normal surgery risks of medical problems etc.
- Excess skin. Hopefully not too much of an issue as my size won't change that drastically...
OK so stop me if I'm wrong. Is there anything I've missed?
If I could ever get down to 100kg - top end of healthy BMI band, about 25 - I would be over the flipping moon. Knowing how much better I felt going from 39 to 33. And if this could be felt whilst forever locking away that little demon that wants takeaway and ice cream (or being able to shut him up with one spoonful rather than the whole tub) then I will be forever grateful.
Sorry for the long post!
I've been overweight since at LEAST age 12. I am now 25, and I have had ENOUGH!!
Some facts for you, first off I'm a 6'4" man so my figures are a bit different to most people's here. At my worst weight July 2013 I was 141kg/BMI 39, after that I made the most intense weight loss effort of my life - ate properly (mostly), completed Couch to 5k, then did 2 months of intense 45min workouts 6 days a week, and a period of swimming 1km every weeknight for 6 weeks; I felt good and I got the weight down to 121kg/BMI 32.5. But I was still BIG. I'm fortunate in that I have a large frame so I just look like some kind of giant rather than FAT fat, and the weight doesn't look as bad as it does on others, but I hate it. I have had manboobs all my life (HATE those), a big stomach, I struggle to buy clothes. Even in the best shape I have ever been in my adult life I am still medically obese.
Since then I have slacked a lot and I am sure my weight has slipped up because clothes aren't fitting right anymore but I'm not brave enough to get on the scales. I decided to make a new effort at another fitness drive because I did so well before, but it's not going well. Yesterday I got hugely depressed about it because although I know I shifted weight before, it is such a long road and I don't have the drive to do it knowing that making the biggest and most continuous effort in my entire life I still couldn't get down to a decent weight. It just feels impossible from here and I hate it. The only exercise I remotely enjoy is swimming, and that requires an hour at the pool every day for months to make any difference on its own, I don't have the determination for that. I CAN and DO eat healthy food but I always have the demon on my shoulder telling me I'm hungry, or wouldn't it be nice if we had a takeaway for dinner, my mind obssesses over it basically all day, and either I deny it and feel miserable or I give in and completely binge on it. And the other day whilst I was halfway through my swim, months from achieving anything from it, and my muscles ache like hell and all I want is to order pizza because it's tasty and it's late and I'm tired but I am beating myself up because I know it's a bad idea, but I still want it argh, I thought: you know what? F**K THIS! This can't be it. This can't be how I'm going to be the whole rest of my life!
I refuse to accept that at age 25 the only choices for my future are to be depressed daily about being overweight, or be depressed daily by having to deny myself what my body is telling me it needs (even though I know it's wrong! It still doesn't go away!). I will not live that way. I REFUSE. I already look back on my school days and teen years and hate that I missed so many opportunities in those days by being heavy. I don't want to look back at my 20s and 30s in the same way. I just want to be NORMAL, and I want to it in time to enjoy being a young man! I feel like I have tried the proper ways of doing it and I just don't have the willpower to follow through with the months and years of effort it will take to get there. I can do it a bit in the short term if I need to. If there is an obvious achievable goal and I am making progress towards it. But that willpower from day 1 I just can't keep going forever, it's a different story on a rainy Wednesday evening after a long horrible day at work and the goal is not even 25% achieved.
My problem is I think a bad psychological relationship with food, and basically no "full" reflex until I am totally stuffed, full to the brim, stomach physically hurting. As I understand it, normal people get a twinge of some sort that lets them know when they're full, and they only keep going past that on Christmas! I might get a tiny flicker if I'm lucky which is quickly overwhelmed by the thought that there's loads left on the plate and it's so tasty... I am terrible at portion control because I just don't want to stop until it's all gone, or stomach hurts. I have been this way as long as I can remember.
I am thinking and hoping that gastric sleeve may be my answer. I've done some digging and feeling the most hope I have done for ages. Here's where I need the reality check from you guys, tell me if I am being realistic in my expectations here. My thinking is that the sleeve will act as a nuclear weapon in my weight loss arsenal. Make all my usual efforts much easier.
Expected pros:
- Hunger/peckishness during the day will go down due to reduced stomach size and reduced hormones.
- I will gain a more normal "full" reflex because I will get that stomach hurting sensation after one small plateful rather than stuffing my face continuously.
- I will not feel miserable about food choices because I CAN have those unhealthy things sometimes and it's physically impossible for me to binge on them since they won't fit in my stomach.
- Will think about food much less because I'll feel satisfied longer & won't feel I am living a life of denying myself anything. I would be physically unable to eat more than the right amount of food to maintain a normal BMI.
Expected cons:
- Difficult pre-op and post-op diet. Liquids etc. I can manage that kind of difficulty for a limited period with a definite purpose and goal. Worried but not too worried.
- Probable vomiting etc in the early days.
- Probable tough time with cravings in the early days too. I can man up and deal with those in this situation because I know it's not forever.
- Still have to make healthy food choices, it's not a license to eat only cakes! I am fine with that - I eat pretty normal levels of healthy most of the time anyway. It's the binging that makes me fat, I think.
- Having to adjust to not drinking and eating at the same time.
- No fizzy drinks for life. I like my fizzy drinks but I am not addicted. A willing sacrifice!
- Can't take the mickey with it or it WILL stretch and the weight will be able to go back on. I think this is OK - I can maintain weight alright I think, it's just losing it really sucks.
- Normal surgery risks of medical problems etc.
- Excess skin. Hopefully not too much of an issue as my size won't change that drastically...
OK so stop me if I'm wrong. Is there anything I've missed?
If I could ever get down to 100kg - top end of healthy BMI band, about 25 - I would be over the flipping moon. Knowing how much better I felt going from 39 to 33. And if this could be felt whilst forever locking away that little demon that wants takeaway and ice cream (or being able to shut him up with one spoonful rather than the whole tub) then I will be forever grateful.
Sorry for the long post!