2017: I did write my last post the 25th of june 2017, at this date my weight was 144,0 kgs.
2018: end of the year: as my parents health was going down, I did quit my previous job, located in Easten France, to get a similar job close to their house in the Western France. Weight around 140 kgs.
2019: the whole year I did work in the same type of job as previously, I was visiting people at their place to help them. Though it was a very active work, my weight was always around 140 to 150 kgs.
2020: beginning of the year I did quit my job to start a long remote training session in IT, everything done at my place, meaning: very low physical activity. (from feb. 2020 to may 2022.)
February 2022: I did see 158,0 kgs on my scale…
Since February I have tried to be more careful.
22nd may 2022: I did visit my Doctor, quite happy to announce that I went down from 158 to 152 kgs. He did barely notice it, as it was absolutely nothing. He did just say, as always, that he was worried for my weight. He gave me an additionnal medicine for Cholesterol. This visit did trigger something. First: though I did lose 6 kilos, it was looking like nothing for the Doctor, meaning that I am sooo fat that this amount of weight is totally nothing… Second: I did get an additionnal treatment related to my obesity. Just after the visit I did decide to be serious, for real.
29th august 2022: visit to the Doctor: weight 128,9 kgs. 23,1 kgs lost since my last visit to him, about 100 days ago, and 29,1 lost since february. Just being careful.
Today: 24th november 2022: 133,4 kgs. I took back 4,5 kgs, and… astonishingly, though compare to these last years, it is still around my lowest weight I do feel very fat.
I feel like that I was super fat, and I just went down to being just fat… still fat, and that I have to restart everything again. I did just get rid of something almost incredible (reading 158 kgs on my scale…), but… I was in a super bad situation and now I am in a bad situation.
Oh, by the way: I do precise that I went to a dietetician these past months, 2 times, and it was not helping at all. I don’t need to know what to eat. I need to know how I can stick to a healthy way of life. And it does mean that I need to have somebody to listen to me, and she was just not listening to me.
I have an overweight problem since I was around 10… 40 years later, ( I am 48 yeard old indeed) I still have to deal with this overweight, FORTY years! Time flies, time flies!
As often, I think that it is kind of my last chance to get healthy, because now I am 48 years old, and it is time to get rid of this obesity, before it triggers real bad deaseses.
I will share my thoughts on this blog, with the hope it can help to understand what is going on, and how I can solve this vital problem.
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