There’s a word I learned recently. Kummerspeck. It’s German. Its literal meaning is “grief bacon.”
Figuratively, it’s used to mean the weight you gain from emotional eating.
When it comes to grief bacon, the struggle is real. Don’t I know that.
Because ten years ago, I lost 160 pounds. » Read more
I’ve been playing The Sims 4 quite a bit lately. Justin got it as an anniversary present for me since I’d wanted it for a while, pretty much ever since it came out in 2013.
One of its many new mechanics in this fourth installment is that your Sims can gain and lose weight. » Read more
My partner recently lost a lot of weight. He’s been trying for years, and I’m genuinely happy for him. He looks great. Problem is that he KNOWS it. I’m all for self-confidence, but he’s downright cocky. Rude. It’s gotten to the point that friends of ours have started to comment on how much he’s changed… » Read more
“When I lose 50 pounds, I’ll finally be able to…”
“I can’t wait until I get thinner because I’ll…”
I’ve said things like this so many times. I spent years waiting for that magical moment when I would finally be the right acceptable size. And then, only then, would I have permission to start living my ideal life. » Read more
The Halo and the Horns
In 2009, I lost 160 lbs. It took me two years and a very consistent effort (a mix of low carb, calorie counting, and exercise). But I’ve kept most of it off. This far out? That’s a minor miracle.
I learned a lot about myself as I lost weight. » Read more
It’s a funny thing, and something that’s so easy to forget, no matter how many times I explicitly remind myself… getting up and exerting myself, even if it’s just to do some chores, calisthenics, and Pokemon Go? Gives me so much energy.
Definitely counterintuitive because your body lies to you. “Siiiiit,” it whispers. » Read more
No pain, no gain, right? Right.
Right enough anyway, though I suppose that would mean masochists are basically greedy. On second thought, that works. We’re sensation sponges.
I’m back on the diet wagon today. It’s been 2 months since the wedding ceremony, and between the relief that I no longer had to worry about squeezing into my gown and the weather getting colder, » Read more
About 40 pounds into my weight loss journey, I had a friend compliment my progress and ask me what my goal was.
I thought a moment and replied, “I want to be out of my league.”
She laughed, but it was true. I was polyamorous, in an open marriage in a rural area where such an arrangement was a rarity. » Read more
I didn’t stop. I focused on my breath, my counting, pressed down harder on the pavement, letting the tension propel my body forward.
The neighbor dude was boring holes into me with his eyes, gaping, his face clearly reading an expression of disbelief. It could have been one of any number of reasons. » Read more
My bike’s tires are a lot like me. Cautious and a bit clingy but reliable. They grip the road snugly, though they make it difficult to keep up with Skyspook on our rides, slowing me down. His tires are larger, smoother, thinner, flick over the road with ease. He’s had 3 flats but knows how to fix them and has done so each time, » Read more