Is it just me or is a "thyroid condition" the 21st century term for "big boned?"
Quite frankly, if you're fat, 99.9% of the time, it's your own fault. And don't even DREAM of hurling excuses at me. It's YOUR lack of proper diet. It's YOUR lack of exercise. It's YOUR lack of motivation. It's not your imaginary thyroid condition.
I'm not denying those who are injured or literally do have thyroid conditions, which are actually very rare. I refuse to give so much as an inch on the big boned thing; NBA players are all literally big boned, but you don't see them bitching about it with a tub of chicken in their laps while they watch The View. And yet, those who really are injured or who really have thyroid conditions don't seem to use those as excuses.
Excuses, excuses, excuses. STOP THE INSANITY! Put down the bucket of chicken, get off your fat ass, and DO SOMETHING about it! If after a few months of actually trying, you don't lose weight, then go see a doctor, a physical therapist, a nutritionist, a personal trainer, a psychic, an acupuncturist, a hypnotist, SOMEBODY who will help you. Don't go, "Oh, I ate salads for a week and didn't lose weight," and give up. As social creatures, we often need help to accomplish our goals.
How is it that in a country where we're taught that if you work hard your dreams can come true, people can't seem to understand that you have to work hard to make your weight loss dreams come true too?
If you're fat and actually happy, fine. Though considering the serious social and physical ramifications of being significantly fat, I seriously doubt that any fat people are truly happy. 10 extra lbs is one thing, 50 is another. If your doctor tells you to lose weight, you probably should. It's amazing how many problems extra weight really does cause.
I used to weigh almost 200 lbs. Since I was still pretty young, I didn't think it was a big deal. My blood pressure was fine, my cholesterol was fine, my heart was fine. But I was 19. Of course I was fine. It wasn't until I was diagnosed with PCOS, which usually occurs in young, overweight women. It turned out that while I had gained the weight all on my own, the PCOS made it very difficult to lose it. When I started taking medication for my condition, about 15 lbs. of that extra weight came off. The next 50 lbs came off because *I* worked on it. Not because of some easy chemical fix.
That whole debacle began around 2001. My lowest consistent weight was maintained around 2004. From 2005 to the present, I've slowly regained about 20 lbs (of my total loss of about 60 lbs). I'm still partially proud because most people who lose a significant amount of weight only keep off about 10% of what they lost. I've kept off nearly 70%. Yet, I know it should be better. I know it's MY fault. I know MY lack of exercise. It's MY poor diet. It's MY stress and depression. I'm not saying stress and depression alone made me gain the weight, but it lessened my desire to do anything about it.
So here we are....2008. The good news is, I haven't been gaining. The bad news is, I can't find my motivation. I've been really only half-ass trying. I have lost about 5 lbs and a couple inches. I've only been exercising one or two times a week. I've been eating all kinds of junk food. I know that everything in my life would be better if I would exercise more....for some reason, I just can't get it going.
But the main point is, I know that I can. I know I will have to work hard. I know I'm not big boned. I know I don't have a thyroid condition. I also know that MY future is in MY hands.