Weight gain.Â
They say that metabolism slows down in your mid 20-s. I knew this day would eventually come, but I was nevertheless wholly unprepared. I think my height leveled off at 5â˛5 freshman year of high school, and since then my weight in high school fluctuated around 105-115 pounds, senior year being the heaviest. I went off to college feeling kinda chubby, and worked my ass off the summer before my sophomore year to get things back under control. Sophomore year I reached 105 again and felt like I was in the best shape of my life. Pic on the left = winter of sophomore year. Then, junior/senior year the weight started creeping back up, especially because I got so stressed applying to med school and would use days off to imbibe rather than workout (donât be like me lol). Not to mention being official legal = going out to drinks all the freaking time. By the time I finished college, I was at 127 lbs. Big yikes. 127 isnât that bad for a 5â˛5 girl with muscle, but itâs pretty bad for someone like me who is all fat and no muscle. I also store fat primarily at my waistline, making it even worse to be even mildly overweight. I went from wearing a size 0 pants to a size 5 and from a S to a M (and thus had to re-buy all my clothes). Once again, I tried to crack down on weight loss, and after my first year of med school I managed to get it back down, but only to about 118 :( It was still a 10 pound drop though and I felt encouraged that there was only 10 more pounds to go to get back to looking the way I wanted to look.
AND THEN 2nd Year/STEP 1 HIT ME LIKE A TON OF ROCKS (or, more accurately, heaping pounds of pasta)
Maybe itâs because David moved in my second year and we are always eating out, or maybe itâs because I became extremely sedentary studying for Step (no joke my day would be like wake up, study in bed, eat food, study in chair, eat more food, study back in bed, sleep ... maybe like 100 steps a day and this was for 3 months) ...
Whatever the reasons, I stepped on a scale recently and I am 126-7 pounds after a meal, 124 in the morning. GUYS. I lost all my progress in a mere matter of months. It is so disheartening. I feel like Iâm back to the drawing board with 20 pounds to lose. And whatâs even more pressing is the upcoming bachelorette trip and wedding. These pounds NEED to go.Â
Iâm going wedding dress shopping this weekend with some of my besties, and thereâs a part of me that already feels sadness about looking like an elephant as I try these dresses on. Itâs supposed to be a fun day of feeling fabulous, but itâs hard to feel that when all you feel is f a t.Â
Tangent: period bloating or face bloat after sleeping too much is the worst. I was at a cat cafe earlier this week and my face was soo freaking bloated I saw the pic and wanted to cry. Salty food is also my vice ugh ugh ugh
Tangent 2: being overweight/storing fat in your belly is infinitely worse when you donât really have boobs, b/c then you canât even be like âoh hey Iâm just curvy nowâ like no, I am still flat-chested and bearing giant 2nd trimester bellyÂ
Whining aside, Iâm publicizing all of this to feel more held accountable. Losing 15-20 pounds in 2 years is doable, and I know this. Iâm sure if I put in some cardio 2-3x a week and cut back on the takeout I could lose the first 10 easily. The second 10 will require more effort and intense dieting, but if itâs a pre-wedding thing I donât necessarily have to sustain, itâs also do-able. I can...be content with a 115. Overjoyed with a 105, happy with 110. 115-120 puts me in anxiety, and >120 and I am the trainwreck you see now. Well, actually you donât SEE all the panic that goes on in my mind, but my days are essentially covered with a veil of gloom b/c anytime I pass by a mirror or take a pic Iâm reminded of how fat Iâve become. Btw, the pic of me on the right was taken a few weeks ago, and thatâs even after I edited the photo a bit to slim my face slightly. In reality itâs even chubbier. When I was looking over engagement photos my bro took, I was like, âdoes the camera add 10 or do I just look like that now?â and he, being as honest as ever, was just like âdude thatâs just you now...youâre not skinny anymoreâ and I died a little on the inside.
Yâall, I will do this. Will check back once Iâve hit 120. I am gluttonous and lazy but for the sake of an upcoming wedding, I must have self-restraint.Â











