I’ve Finally Achieved A ‘Normal’ Body Weight On The BMI Scale After 4 1/2 Years Of Trying.
It has taken 4 and a half years but my weight is now down to what is considered ‘normal’ on the BMI scale.
I weighed in at Boots in Oxford Street on Tuesday and my weight was 200lbs which puts my BMI at 24.9, just inches within the ‘acceptable’ scale.
Losing those last 10 pounds has proved to be an absolute fucking nightmare but I’m so happy that I’ve achieved it.
After I completed the 100k I honestly thought I was gonna give up altogether on running and weight loss but that negative experience is probably what kickstarted the process of finally striking reaching the target.
For 2 years I cycled endlessly between between 205 and 215 pounds. It was just depressing. And you know what changed? I stopped viewing food as a ‘treat’ or a ‘gift’ to myself so much. I’d eat a 12 inch pizza and feel like absolute shit afterwards.
How is feeling like that that ‘treating’ myself?
Anyway, as much as I joked about my man tits, I was still pretty self conscious about being overweight and it was definitely having an impact on my running. I bought 4 or 5 XL running tops in Decathlon when I came over to London and few of them fitted me.
I’d have to go out running in my day-to-day clothes. I even completed a number of runs in polo shirts for fuck’s sake. No wonder my nipples were chaffed to hell.
The progress won’t stop here.
My plan for the rest of this week is to continue to eat healthily and run as much as I can without injuring myself. My new contract starts on Monday so I want to be in a position where I can maintain my weight rather than being in the constant struggle of trying to lose it.
It’s much more difficult to lose weight when you’re working full time, especially when you resort to Krispy Kreme when you get stressed as I do. That’s where my gym membership will come in handy. I want to get back to doing speedwork on the treadmills and training on the bikes and cross trainer.
More importantly, I want to make sure my weight stays within this range for the rest of my life.
I think the real reason why my weight has been gradually dropping over the past few months is due to my walking and lack of nighttime snacks. I try to walk at least 3 miles a day in London and also don’t buy any junk food for the house.
I live right beside two fried chicken joints so I make sure that if I do indulge there that it’s my main meal and that I factor in some exercise for the day too.
So things are definitely looking more positive and I’m excited to see where things go from here. It’s all about striking a balance and for once I think I’ve finally cracked the fucking code.