This is not a fluke. I actually discovered the fastest way to weight loss.
No, I am not kidding you. The information you will find in this post is all very factual, and has been proven true and effective.
One word. Six letters. And yet the effect it has can be destructive.
The past two months have been the hardest I’ve ever been through. I will not go into the details of what has been going on in my life, but it has been enough to make me lose a total of 6kgs (that’s approximately 13lbs). I started out this year weighing about 59kgs, and now I weigh – that’s right, you maths dorks – 53kgs. The last time I’ve even seen this number, let alone had it associated with me, was back in 7th grade. 7th grade!!!!!
Those who know me will know that I’ve always taken care of myself, I’ve had my weight go up and down throughout the years, but I never let it get out of hand. I absolutely hate going to the gym, but back in Leeds, during those long winter months when you find yourself stuck indoors for long periods of time doing nothing but eating (to keep warm of course), I decided I needed to do something about all this inactivity. So I joined a gym. Having paid the fees, I felt obligated to put my membership to good use. I knew I hated working out on my own, so my only option were those fitness classes people go to. At first, I was very self-conscious about working out in front of people, but eventually I got so into it that I would go to 2-3 classes a day! I became such a regular at the gym, that I started taking my laptop and books with me so I can get some work done in between. When I left Leeds and came home, I found a gym that offered all these classes and continued the ritual.
When I started working, it became harder, but I continued going in the evenings. If I don’t go to the gym, I work out at home, or I put some music on and dance my ass off. So, basically, I always find a way to stay active. With all of that said and done, my weight has never wavered from 57-59kgs, no matter how much I tried (and I did try), I never succeeded in reaching that number I’ve always wanted to reach.
I thought I knew what stress felt like, but boy was I wrong. The past couple of months I have been put through the wringer. While some people gain weight due to stress, I found that it had the complete opposite effect on me. Serious ongoing stress leads to anxiety, which in turn lead to extreme loss of appetite and a feeling of fullness soon after I begin to eat. At times I would completely forget to eat, not because I wanted to starve myself, but because in comparison to the other events in my life, food wasn’t a priority anymore.
I read somewhere that when one is anxious, stressed or depressed (in my case, all of the above), your body releases this hormone that drastically increases your metabolism and causes you to lose unintentional weight. There’s a scientific explanation to all of this of course, something about your heart rate speeding up, etc. but I won’t go into that. Therefore, what little food you do consume, is quickly digested due to that increase in metabolism leaving you with absolutely no energy, feeling completely drained and down.
I don’t even think about food anymore. I don’t get any cravings, which is actually very sad when you think about it. I’ve had times where people have had to come to me and remind me to eat something. I have to force myself to eat just so I don’t starve to death. My sisters have made it a habit to put three or four small bottles of water on my bedside table to keep me hydrated.
Family and friends would not stop remarking on how thin I’ve become, saying it like it’s a negative thing. I mean, obviously under the circumstances, I realize the calamities of losing weight this fast. However, technically speaking, my weight is now ideal.
I found that if I focus my energy (what little I have of it) on a specific project, I felt so much better. It was the only way that I could take my mind off all the rubbish in my life right now. I could just shut it all out and direct my attention to that project. Hence, my newfound obsession with jigsaw puzzles. Since this sad chapter of my life has started, I must’ve completed about seven puzzles (all over 1000 pieces). My family is a little unnerved by this new activity, but have been supportive at the same time. Sitting down for hours at a time putting together those small pieces of puzzle to form a larger, complete, picture relaxes me. It puts my mind at ease. That I can fix something, and see the end result, and have it framed and looking pretty calms me down. It hasn’t fixed my weight or appetite loss. In fact, I find it even harder to remember to eat when I’m in my one of my puzzle dazes, but it does succeed in taking my mind off things.
Weight loss is generally seen as a good thing. If done right, of course. But, I will tell you this. Stress will do it for sure, and I’ve never seen or experienced faster results than I have in just 8 weeks. Mainly because of disinterest in food. You feel like you are genuinely not hungry, and eat a lot less than you need to. In fact, you may not even realize how little you’re eating, but in actuality you are starving yourself. And even when you do eat really well, you find you’re still shedding pounds, and that is because stress catapults your metabolism! Basically, your body is working overtime to keep up with your emotions.
Ahh, the bittersweet irony.
Emotionally, mentally and every other “-ally”, I am a complete and utter mess. Physically, I feel great, and I have finally lost all that weight I’ve been wanting to lose. Stress did what no diet was able to, eating at my insides until there was near nothing left.
It’s a shame it had to happen this way, but I’m telling you, I’ve finally found the fastest way to lose weight, and I thought it was worth sharing with all of you.