How to lose weight in one year?

One thing people haven't told you about fitness is that it may lead to eating disorders.

It's for me.

/kloc-Join a health club at the age of 0/7. I insist on exercising, buying supplements, counting every calorie and eating well.

My diet only includes rice, chicken, vegetables, oatmeal and protein milkshake. I only allow lemon juice on salad. I lost 10% body fat in a few months, and you can clearly see every muscle in my body.

One day, I went to the graduation homecoming dance. I look good in a skirt and feel great. This photo may not be visible, but my photo has 15% body fat and a ton of muscle.

That day, I decided that you would only go back to school once in your senior year. I went to the homecoming dinner with my friends. I ate hamburgers and French fries. I plan to reward myself.

I circled. The next day, I thought that once I started to exercise and diet again, I would not eat delicious food for several months. I have too many. I made cookies. I ate pizza.

Every day after that, I will tell myself "Today is the day when I start dieting again". However, in the end, I will screw things up and decide to start dieting the next day. This cycle lasted for several months until I suddenly became heavier than before I started working out. I gained thirty pounds in six months.

During the next four and a half years of college life, my weight fluctuated between 30 pounds. I ate for months at a time and soon lost weight. Then, one day, I broke my eating habits and quickly gained the weight I lost.

My college photo is a photo of me losing weight, and then I lose weight again and again. If I don't eat well, I don't eat well. There is no balance.

Before I moved to Thailand, I experienced the most difficult moment in my life. My arm was put in a plaster, which led me to stop exercising and give up cooking by myself. I don't even like looking at these photos. I feel terrible about myself. (I'm in the middle)

It was Thailand that finally made me stop cycling and dieting.

I can't go to the supermarket. I can't eat well and I can't cook by myself. All I can do is go to the small grocery store in Thailand and eat what they make for me.

Meanwhile, I can't eat fast food. I can't order pizza. The chocolate taste of 7- 1 1 is different from that of the United States.

All I can eat is a plate of food prepared for me by a street shop.

Fried rice, fried noodles, soup, pork and chicken make up my diet. It's not perfect, but it's not bad. This is the first time in my life that I was forced to eat a normal and imperfect diet. My weight has dropped slowly. My relationship with food has improved. My perfectionism gradually disappeared.

I can't tell you how free it is to stop thinking about food. Stop obsessing about the perfect diet or how to stop eating or drinking. I can finally stop thinking about how it will affect my waistline.

Two years later, I lost 40 pounds. I am grateful that my body and mind are healthier.