Fasting Changed My Life... but still a lot of work to do
This past weekend was life changing. I started fasting about 2 weeks ago, starting at 143, and I was basically at my goal weight of 130 lbs. I would have reached 130, but I decided that sharing moments with my loved ones were far more important at that time. I was 131.8 when I decided to break my 96 hour fast (so 92 hour fast) by sharing a white chocolate dipped ice cream taco with my fiance after a 20 minute bike ride. It was nice. I don’t regret it, but my stomach did act crazy afterward, like many of fasters on Reddit have forewarned.
The reason I broke my fast and didn’t reach my goal this week is bc... I KNOW I can and will reach my goal this week. That’s the great thing about fasting--it’s that easy and simple. I wish everyone can understand that.
Fasting changed my life.
Before April, I don’t know if I would have ever made it to my goal weight of 130 by June. I was 145, only 15lbs away from my goal weight! but it’s not easy. Anyone who’s ever been overweight knows it’s not easy losing any amount of weight. I’ve been trying to lose the last 15lbs for the last 20 something years. The least I weighed was 137 in 2017, and I gained it back. But then, when I put the downpayment for my breast reduction surgery, shit got real.
I needed to lose as much fat as possible before my surgery so they can remove excess skin from my reduction/lift. Imagine losing weight after breast reduction surgery... it can’t be good.
So I kind of reached my goal at 131.8, but I still had a lot of fat all over my body. My arm fat bat wings did not magically disappear when I was 131.8. A 1.8lb weight loss is not going to remove these bat wings. Only reducing your body fat % will do that. So my new goal is to reduce my body fat % to a % that will show me some toned arms. I’m not sure what that is yet, but in time, I will figure it out.















