What Are You Thinking? Continued 14

For about a year now Master has had me not wearing bras. I've not minded. It took me a while to get used to, but there I was in my mid 40s feeling sexy and comfortable in my skin for the first time in a long time.

A couple of days ago my ex who I spent 20 yrs with asked me to wear a bra if I am going to be around him. We have 2 kids and he wants me to help do up the house before it's sold so I am around him often. I asked if he finds them distracting. He said "I do. I don't need to see your swinging saggy tits" I said "really?" He replied "well they're not to your knees but they're on the way there"

Since that conversation I have been so fucking self conscious it's ridiculous. I feel like every glance I get when I'm out is accompanied with the thought of "mutton dressed as lamb" or "geez she really should be wearing a bra". Master disagrees but he can disagree as much as he wants. I just feel old and fat and droopy. I don't know how to get back to feeling good about me.

Sorry for the word vomit. That's what I am thinking right now.
That was a terrible thing to say to you.

I am sorry it came from someone whose opinion mattered to you.

(internet platonic hugs offered freely, as a counter to the cruelty)
 
What is it about a flack vest and utility belt that gets me so hot and bothered???
Listen, we all love Batman.

He's hot, okay. He has a belt, with every kind of gizmo and gadget the plot needs him to have.

In the bedroom, he is bound to have that belt stocked with every kind of vibrator known to mankind.

And fuzzy cuffs. And silk rope. And lube, lots of lube.

Does his armor count as a flack vest..... I don't know.

But utility belts. And also, anatomically correct rubber suits.

You can see his bat-nipples.

/joke, I am not in love with batman. Batgirl might catch my attention though.
 
I've considered joining a gym. We have a 40+ gym in town which would be great but it's a little further than I would like it to be.
I lost 52 pounds in the past 4 months, may I tell you how?

Please note, I did not do Navy Seal training levels of exercise, and I have the willpower of a crack addict who smokes cigarettes and needs to quit both at once. That's me, with food.

I cannot do it.

I did it, ask me how.
 
I've considered joining a gym. We have a 40+ gym in town which would be great but it's a little further than I would like it to be.
To be honest I go because it is so easy. We have a gym in our building at work so I have classes I can attend and my personal trainer is there. Then I can shower and go to my desk after or go down when work is over. I am pretty sure I I had to drive to the gym on its own, I would find so many excuses to cancel.
 
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Okay I gotta ask you how.
So how did you do it?
Sorry, needed to take a quick sanity break.

I'm back.

So, I suffered a car accident a while back, and I was off my feet for six months. It was bad, but, doctors said I wouldn't need surgery.... and all I needed was rest. I'll get to the point, this is preamble. In any case, I had no exercise for half a year and my back muscles stopped needing to support me in a standing position and I gained weight from eating and not moving.

Any job I get will require me to stand in an uncomfortable position and not be allowed to sit. Think working at McDonald's, you have to stand the entire time. If you lean, they start barking at you to start cleaning, you can't have health problems, ever, if you have back pain, which I get after four hours of standing, and you need to take strong painkillers to do your job like I did, it's no good for your health.

So, I needed to lose weight. I needed to get back to standing and walking and exercising. And I also have this thing where, I have depression, so any minor joy in life, I badly need, like medication.

Food is to me what nicotine and coke are to a crack addict who smokes cigarettes. I have no impulse control. I have no willpower.

I say this because you need to know, if I can do it, you can do it.

You need to believe that, to trust the process. Ok? I am not doing 8 hours of fitness training a day, that's not me, if I COULD do that, I'd just get back to working in kitchens again.

Alright so here's how I managed to navigate my terrible willpower and discipline.

Step one- I measured my ordinary food intake.

I cooked meals for myself all week one week, and simply, dumped all the food into a tupperware, the usual portion size, and noted how much food it was.

Ok.

Now I also have smaller tupperwares, half that size.

So, I am a decent cook. By that I mean, my cooking, is the most delicious thing I've ever tasted, for myself. I am a big fan.

I am not about to start eating cold salads all day or starting some fad diet.

No, I'm only going to be able to stick to this diet if, in fact, I get to have the thing that sustains me in life, the small joy in life I get from hot, tasty food, that I cook for myself.

So I wasn't even going to change my diet and suddenly start eating a bunch of fish and raw veggies. I'm sure that's great if you can do it.

For me, I need my chicken, my taco meat, my burgers, my pasta, my pizza. I need my american food that I make and is tasty yum yum yum.

I also happen to know a little bit about calories.

The heavier you are, the more calories it takes to MAINTAIN weight.

If you weigh 300 pounds, to keep that much weight on you, you HAVE to eat and then not burn more calories than a person who weighs 150 pounds, It's true! The heavier you are, the more calories it takes to sustain you at all, even when not moving.

And I also know that you will burn calories no matter what, it's just slow. And you eat more than you burn, that's why we plumped up in the first place.

I also saw how very little calories you're actually burning on a treadmill for an hour, it's like 300 calories at best, even at a good pace.

I can't sustainably do more than that, that's crazy levels of discipline for me, I can't do it.

So, step 2 was not navy seal training, but, portion control.

I'm not counting calories, nope. I am also not eating cold salads to lose weight. NOPE. I don't have that kind of willpower. I'm sure it would work, I just can't do it, so if I can't do it, it doesn't work.

I am, however, possessed with the useful understanding that X represents the amount of calories it was taking to sustain my weight at about 270 pounds.

And that X divided by 2, is a lot less calories.

You don't have to do the math- you don't have to count a single calorie or change your diet. You just need to know what less and fewer is.

If you eat half as many calories, you will be unable to sustain your weight of 270 pounds. It's impossible for a human being not to lose weight there. That's a handy fact to be aware of.

Which means, weight loss. Period. It's unavoidable. You don't have to do jack. Just follow the rules.

So, I made this first rule.

Rule number one- everything I eat, at every meal, must be a smaller portion than before, I didn't really quibble over how much smaller, smaller is better.

So I just cut it in half.

So rule number one became, everything I eat, MUST fit inside this CLOSED tupperware container with a lid, that was about half the size of the meals I used to eat.

I used to eat like 4000 to 5000 calories a day. That's how much calories I'd need to eat to sustain a nearly 300 pound person, and also, not exercise.

Okay, so, obviously, 2000-2500 calories a day is a lot less. That is like working out for 10 hours a day on the treadmill to reduce that many calories, and ALL I AM DOING, IS EATING HALF AS MUCH.

That's a little bit more reasonable for me to achieve.

How do I achieve that with my absolutely horrendous willpower?

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Rule number two- If I am actually still hungry, I am allowed to eat more. But, as a compromise, between getting another portion, after I finish the one portion, I wait ten minutes.

Still hungry? It's because of 2 reasons.

1. You have been eating so much for every meal for so long, your stomach is allllll stretched out and can fit a lot more food than you need. More on that later.

2. You eat too fast. Wait 10 minutes.

So, remember rule 2- wait 10 minutes.

Surely if you're still hungry in 10 minutes, you will just go eat the second portion of the food you cooked. I cook the food in batches so I have the food available. It's ready to eat, it's just cooling off right now.

Funny thing happens during those 10 minutes.

Your stomach realizes you have a fair amount of food in it.

It takes a bit, but your body starts sending signals to your brain that, HEY, WE HAVE FOOD NOW, you are not hungry anymore.

In 4 months, I went back for a second portion twice.

I have NO willpower. And I just, never felt hungry.

I ate half as much food, and never felt like I was suffering or starving.

Ergo, weak-willed me, was able to stick to the plan. It was SUSTAINABLE and therefore REALISTIC AS A DIET PLAN.

Now here's the fun part.

Several months in, I tried making myself a medium sized pizza.

I used to be able to eat a large pizza, 14 inches wide, ALL BY MYSELF, IN A SINGLE MEAL.

I could not finish my medium sized pizza. I was stuffed, halfway through.

....... WHY?

Because, 3 months of sticking to proper portion controls, and remember this-

1. You have been eating so much for every meal for so long, your stomach is allllll stretched out and can fit a lot more food than you need. More on that later.

That's gone now.

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