The other day, a co-worker was telling me a statistic that he read in regard to fitbits and other personal fitness trackers. On average, most people, stop using the device after a 90 day time range. This statistic is comparable to the one about how people stop their New Year's resolutions within 90 days, if not earlier.
I haven't posted to this blog in eons....probably 90 days. However, I've still been tracking food on myfitnesspal. I've still been going to the gym and, most days, have logged 10,000 steps on my fitbit.
I had some losses in my weight about a month ago. This loss coincided with my usage of Phentermine. Basically, I went to my general physician and explained my frustration over not losing weight. I eat 1,400 or less calories a day and exercise "somewhat" often, yet I still feel like a behemoth. The doctor ran lots of blood tests on me and, with the exception of a slight vitamin D deficiency, I had no health issues that would be barriers to my weight loss. Secretly, I was hoping for a case of hypothyroidism to explain my fat-assedness...no such condition afflicts me.
the doctor said he could prescribe me, on a temporary basis, something called phentermine. It's basically a stimulant and some people have used it as an appetite suppressant. I used it for a month and felt phenomenal. I'd wake up in the morning, avoid my morning coffee, and instead would pop one of the blue and red pills. It made me feel energized, yet calm. In terms of suppressing my appetite, I don't think I noticed any major shifts in my eating.
Fast forward to the day my pills ran out. I basically did not want to "rely" on pills for weight loss. The idea of having a daily dose of a stimulant, which can be addictive, freaked me out. I hate taking pills, in general. When my pill supply ran out (you only can get a 30 day supply at once and have to go to the doctor for refill prescriptions), I just figured I'd stop taking phentermine.
Cue the next week: I felt incredibly exhausted. I'd come home from work, eat lots of Hershey kisses and whatever junk food was around, then go to sleep. Consecutive days passed like this and I couldn't figure it out. I thought it was residual fatigue from the 8th grade trip that I had chaperoned the week before.
By day 5, I figured it out----withdrawal from the stimulant. I was so pissed at myself for taking this "easy fix" for a month and then being completely in a slump after not taking it anymore.
Karma struck... even though I didn't overeat too much, my week of being a slug made me gain 5 pounds.
Now, almost one month later, without taking phentermine, and I'm getting back to where I want to be. I'm @ 165 pounds now. I just took a weight class at the gym and my quads kill. Excellent.
I haven't posted to this blog in eons....probably 90 days. However, I've still been tracking food on myfitnesspal. I've still been going to the gym and, most days, have logged 10,000 steps on my fitbit.
I had some losses in my weight about a month ago. This loss coincided with my usage of Phentermine. Basically, I went to my general physician and explained my frustration over not losing weight. I eat 1,400 or less calories a day and exercise "somewhat" often, yet I still feel like a behemoth. The doctor ran lots of blood tests on me and, with the exception of a slight vitamin D deficiency, I had no health issues that would be barriers to my weight loss. Secretly, I was hoping for a case of hypothyroidism to explain my fat-assedness...no such condition afflicts me.
the doctor said he could prescribe me, on a temporary basis, something called phentermine. It's basically a stimulant and some people have used it as an appetite suppressant. I used it for a month and felt phenomenal. I'd wake up in the morning, avoid my morning coffee, and instead would pop one of the blue and red pills. It made me feel energized, yet calm. In terms of suppressing my appetite, I don't think I noticed any major shifts in my eating.
Fast forward to the day my pills ran out. I basically did not want to "rely" on pills for weight loss. The idea of having a daily dose of a stimulant, which can be addictive, freaked me out. I hate taking pills, in general. When my pill supply ran out (you only can get a 30 day supply at once and have to go to the doctor for refill prescriptions), I just figured I'd stop taking phentermine.
Cue the next week: I felt incredibly exhausted. I'd come home from work, eat lots of Hershey kisses and whatever junk food was around, then go to sleep. Consecutive days passed like this and I couldn't figure it out. I thought it was residual fatigue from the 8th grade trip that I had chaperoned the week before.
By day 5, I figured it out----withdrawal from the stimulant. I was so pissed at myself for taking this "easy fix" for a month and then being completely in a slump after not taking it anymore.
Karma struck... even though I didn't overeat too much, my week of being a slug made me gain 5 pounds.
Now, almost one month later, without taking phentermine, and I'm getting back to where I want to be. I'm @ 165 pounds now. I just took a weight class at the gym and my quads kill. Excellent.
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