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Amanda Learned To Enjoy Exercise And Lost 135 Pounds

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Name: Amanda Blaine
Age: 27Great success story! Read before and after fitness transformation stories from women and men who hit weight loss goals and got THAT BODY with training and meal prep. Find inspiration, motivation, and workout tips | Amanda Learned To Enjoy Exercise And Lost 135 Pounds
Height: 5’8″
Before Weight: 300 pounds
After Weight: 165 pounds

How I gained it: My journey into obesity began in childhood. Nutrition and activity was never a focus in my household, so growing up I never learned the foundations of a healthy lifestyle. As far back as I can remember I was always the “big girl.” My kindergarten photos showed a big smile and a little pot belly to match. As I progressed through school the trend continued, worsening with each passing grade. The smile faded and the belly grew. I was bookish, artistic, and somewhat of a loner. I turned to food for company. I would sneak treats at a young age when my Nana wasn’t looking and as I grew up the behavior persisted. In my high school and university years I treated every day as an all-you-can-eat junk food buffet. It wasn’t uncommon for me to eat a container of ice cream, a family sized bag of chips, two liters of pop and a half dozen snack cakes in one evening while I sat alone in my room with the television on. Needless to say, this lifestyle left me unfulfilled. In university, I would see people around me smiling and laughing but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d smiled and truly felt happy. Slowly I spiraled into a depression and continued to use food as my comfort. By March 2007, I was 22 years old and weighed in at an even 300 pounds. I knew I was heavy, but seeing 300 on the scale was eye-opening — to say the least. Is this really how life should be? How can I be so young and feel so old?

Breaking Point: In May 2007 I experienced a health scare that set my journey in motion. I developed an infection of my heart sac followed immediately by a blood clot in my right arm. For the first time, I heard a medical professional refer to me as “obese” and it made me sick to my stomach. Doctors told me that weight was likely a contributing factor and suggested that I “drop a few pounds.” The prospect of change terrified me -– I knew how to be unhealthy and I was darn good at being fat. My depression worsened and for the first time I was placed on anti-depressants, I began seeing a psychologist and at my worst I had contemplated suicide. After months of treatment I wasn’t getting any better. It was then that I realized that medication and therapy was like putting a Band-Aid on a bullet wound — not so effective when you’re hemorrhaging, right? I had to deal with the root of the issue: I hated my body and I hated that I was responsible for what it had become. I longed to have self esteem and to finally feel comfortable in my skin. I wanted to be in control of my health and my life so I began making changes in November of that year.
I went full throttle with gym memberships and health food stores and I dropped 50 pounds in about four months. Despite the success, I still didn’t have a good grasp on balanced eating and I often succumbed to cravings. I was quickly running out of ideas in both the kitchen and the gym and my weight loss had stalled. Following the passing of my uncle in August 2008, I quickly gained back 30 pounds. I was slowing sinking back into the black hole I had been trying so desperately to crawl out of. I remembered what that abyss felt like and I promised I would never allow myself to experience that level of hopelessness again. I had tried it alone and I had failed, but it wasn’t over for me yet.

How I lost it: What was missing for me was accountability and variety, so I joined L.A. Weight Loss in January 2009. Their focus is on making smart food choices, portion control, and adopting healthy food preparation methods, plus I could use grocery store foods. I learned a lot about smart whole eating and quickly began to see weight loss return. I learned new coping methods and finally figured out how to balance competing demands of diet and everyday living. I remember being so excited to learn that a diet program doesn’t mean that life is over: “What do you mean I can still eat cake? This thing just might work!” My boyfriend supported me and helped me learn new things in the kitchen. We were trying new foods and I was taking control. I began reincorporating exercise into my regime to keep the scale steadily dropping. Within one year I had dropped another 100 pounds and was at the gym at least three times per week.
Since that time, I have continued to drop weight and reshape my body. I have maintained a total 135 pound loss and have incorporated fitness into my daily life. I do CrossFit, kettlebell circuits, bootcamp, spin, yoga and swimming. I now work out six days a week, sometimes twice per day. I no longer exercise because I have to, but because I truly want to. This year I completed my first triathlon, and I regularly run anything from 10K to ultra-marathon race distances. (And if you’re wondering, that’s any race longer than a marathon.) To go from 300 pounds to an ultra-runner in three short years is certainly surreal. I’ve realized that the body will do what the mind tells it to and that limits are self-imposed. I love who I have become in this process and I am so thankful that I made the change. I love the thrill of achieving a long-standing goal and I use that as my motivation to continue each and every day. Even at my goal weight I continue to set myself big, hairy, audacious goals. If someone says I can’t do something I turn around and do it. Twice. I embrace a challenge and no longer live a life of fear. Whatever it is, I’ll be ready for it! I never thought I’d get here, but now that I live a life of positivity, I’ll know never go back.

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Originally posted 2012-10-16 00:28:49. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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