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[gofitnesspro]

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[fatliberation]

hi, i'm a fat person who is just starting to learn to love and appreciate my body and i'm very new to the fat community and all that.

i was wondering if you could maybe explain the term ob*se and how it is a slur. i've never heard anything about it being a slur before(like i said, i'm very new here) and was wondering if you could tell me the origin and history of the word or mayy provide links to resources about it? i want to know more about fat history and how to support my community but i'm unsure of how to start

Welcome!

Obesity is recognized as a slur by fat communities because it's a stigmatizing term that medicalizes fat bodies, typically in the absence of disease. Aside from the word literally translating to "having eaten oneself fat" in latin, obesity (as a medical diagnosis) straight up doesn't actually exist. The only measure that we have to diagnose people with obesity is the BMI, which has been widely proven to be an ineffective measure of health.

The BMI was created in the 1800s by a statistician named Adolphe Quetelet, who did NOT sudy medicine, to gather statistics of the average height and weight of ONLY white, european, upper-middle class men to assist the government in allocating resources. It was never intended as a measure of individual body fat, build, or health. 

Quetelet is also credited with founding the field of anthropometry, including the racist pseudoscience of phrenology. Quetelet’s l’homme moyen would be used as a measurement of fitness to parent, and as a scientific justification for eugenics.

Studies have observed that about 30% of so-called "normal weight" people are "unhealthy" whereas about 50% of so-called "overweight" people are “healthy”. Thus, using the BMI as an indicator of health results in the misclassification of some 75 million people in the United States alone. "Healthy" lifestyle habits are associated with a significant decrease in mortality regardless of baseline body mass index.  

While epidemiologists use BMI to calculate national "obesity" rates, the distinctions can be arbitrary. In 1998, the National Institutes of Health lowered the overweight threshold from 27.8 to 25—branding roughly 29 million Americans as "overweight" overnight—to match international guidelines. Articles about the "obesity epidemic" often use this pseudo-statistic to create a false fear mongering rate at which the United States is becoming fatter. Critics have also noted that those guidelines were drafted in part by the International Obesity Task Force, whose two principal funders were companies making weight loss drugs. Interesting!!!

So... how can you diagnose a person with a disease (and sell them medications) solely based upon an outdated measure that was never meant to indicate health in the first place? Especially when "obesity” has no proven causative role in the onset of any chronic condition?

There is a reason as to why fatness was declared a disease by the NIH in 1998, and some of it had to do with acknowledging fatness as something that is NOT just about a lack of willpower - but that's a very complicated post for another time. You can learn more about it in the two part series of Maintenance Phase titled The Body Mass Index and The Obesity Epidemic.

Aside from being overtly incorrect as a medical tool, the BMI is used to deny certain medical treatments and gender-affirming care, as well insurance coverage. Employers still often offer bonuses to workers who lower their BMI. Although science recognizes the BMI as deeply flawed, it's going to be tough to get rid of. It has been a long standing and effective tool for the oppression of fat people and the profit of the weight loss industry.

More sources and extra reading material:

How the Use of BMI Fetishizes White Embodiment and Racializes Fat Phobia by Sabrina Strings

The Bizarre and Racist History of the BMI by Aubrey Gordon

The Racist and Problematic History of the Body Mass Index by Adele Jackson-Gibson

What's Wrong With The War on Obesity? by Lily O'Hara, et al.

Fearing The Black Body: The Racial Origins of Fat Phobia by Sabrina Strings

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A Turn of Tables

Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Lucy Gray Baird

Summary: It always seemed to come down to this dichotomy between them, his need to be in control and her desire to be free. She shrugged and narrowed her eyes at him with a pout, “You call it uncertainty. I say it’s spontaneity. There’s fun in being wild.” “Wildness is dangerous.” He replied. Immediately, her mood turned coquettish and she smirked at him, her dark eyes teasing, “Do you think I’m dangerous, Coriolanus Snow?” She disliked his constant need to be in control, but she relished the challenge of unravelling him, even if just for a short while. Lucy Gray was no stranger to the drives of men. She lived by her charms and spread kisses like honey to charm her audience. Men were all the same. She knew exactly how to unpick her beautiful Capitol boy. She knew how to drive him wild.

Warnings: Mature content, sexual content, MDNI. Content: Power dynamics, Lucy Gray's internal dialogue, handjob/blowjob. Word count: 2,999

Author's Note: I've officially ventured into the Hunger Games: TBoSaS fandom! Absolutely loving the ride so far. The original novel is great & the movie was absolutely brilliant too. Here's a little drabble that I couldn't shake and just had to put on paper. It is set within the events of the original novel so is canon compliant. I hope you enjoy it!

Tagging: @iluliluu @neteluvr @luvteyams

There it was again, that glazed and faraway look in his eyes. Those baby blues once so innocent and unguarded, now distant and cold; calculating. A deep knit was etched between his fair brows, pulling them low as he dwelled upon his ruminations.

Coriolanus Snow had changed.

Apart from the obvious loss of his flaxen curls, which had been shorn down to a scant prickle of blonde over his scalp, the changes had been subtle. However, Lucy Gray perceived the shift in him nonetheless. The naïve and warm boy who’d first greeted her at the train station, who’d mentored her and kept her alive in the Capitol arena, was gone. He’d evolved and been replaced by a young man with storm clouds brewing in his eyes, whose keen taste for order and control made him all at once her polar opposite and her most dangerous fascination.

The lilting hum of her latest melody dissolved in her throat and Lucy Gray sighed quietly. She was reclined with her head pillowed in his lap whilst he sat upright against a tree in the meadow. He was present with her, his body warm and real against hers, and yet he wasn’t here with her, not truly. Not when he was thinking so loudly, his consciousness so far afield wherever his thoughts had taken him.

The sudden absence of her tuneful humming caught his attention though, and Coriolanus dropped his piercing gaze to survey her with a raised brow, “Don’t stop. That was a nice one. Is it new?”

The worn gingham picnic blanket scratched at her elbows as she manoeuvred herself upright beside him. She scoffed and shot him a wry smile, “Why, I’m surprised you heard it at all, what with you being away with the fairies. But yes, it’s part of my newest composition.”

“Sorry, there’s a lot on my mind.” He turned to face her and she caught a glimmer of genuine contrition in his eyes.

A rather fat and stubborn gnat was flitting about his temple and Lucy Gray swatted at it to send it on its way. She took some time then to appreciate his face. He was handsome, had always been. His face was all pointy planes and harsh angles, but no longer sharp and drawn in the way it’d been back in the Capitol. Evidently the consistency of regular meals at the Peacekeepers’ base had filled his frame and face out to a more healthful appearance.

She smiled a small smile and ran a dainty finger down the side of his face before caressing his cheek with her knuckles, “It’s alright, I expect a Peacekeepers’ life is as gruelling mentally as it is physically. What’re you thinking ‘bout?”

Coriolanus leant into her touch, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply through his nose, “About the Mockingjays and how they’re an unnatural byproduct, unintended by nature, repeating songs of what they hear. About why people make stupid decisions that could implicate others who want nothing to do with their foolhardy plans.” He paused then, even though she sensed that he could’ve carried on, and his eyes fluttered open to disarm her once again, “But enough about all that. I want to think about you now.” He caught hold of her hand against his face and pulled it back gently so he could press several kisses to her knuckles and her wrist.

Lucy Gray couldn’t help the blushing smile that tugged at the corners of her lips at his actions. He could be sweet, her Coriolanus, and he’d always been gentle with her. But she knew deep down that he was at odds with this new life of his in District 12. Capitol-born and proud of his heritage, despite the hardship she knew he and his family had been plagued with growing up, he struggled with the modest existence of a Peacekeeper. She could see it in the brief flickers of disdain that sometimes made it past his carefully guarded expression; disdain for the mundane; disdain for the wild and unrestrained.

“You think too much.” She remarked nonchalantly, smoothing vibrant frills of her dress over her folded knees, “The present is a gift for us Covey. Enjoying life in the moment and appreciating the freedom to live as we please is wonderful. You should try it sometime, turning off all those thoughts in your head. Just be free.”

“But freedom comes at a price, doesn’t it? Without any routine, without organisation, it’s all unknown. Uncertain. Uncontrollable.”

Irritation rippled through her at his response. It always seemed to come down to this dichotomy between them, his need to be in control and her desire to be free. He didn’t understand, couldn’t understand the life she lived. She shrugged and narrowed her eyes at him with a pout, “You call it uncertainty. I say it’s spontaneity. There’s fun in being wild.”

“Wildness is dangerous.”

Immediately, her mood turned coquettish and she smirked at him, her dark eyes teasing, “Do you think I’m dangerous, Coriolanus Snow?”

His only response was a rough and deep chuckle that rumbled appealingly in his chest. His gaze clashed with her own dark chocolate orbs and she could see he was focused on her now, embers of something hot sparking alight in the depths of his blue eyes.

She repositioned herself so she was facing him better and cocked her head at him. She disliked his constant need to be in control, but she relished the challenge of unravelling him, even if just for a short while. Lucy Gray was no stranger to the drives of men and she knew exactly how to unpick her beautiful Capitol boy. She lived by her charms and spread kisses like honey to charm her audience. She’d done what she needed to in the past to keep the Covey alive.

Men were all the same. She knew how to drive him wild.

She saw him lick his lips and begin to lean towards her, and she knew what was coming. The kiss seared when their mouths met, the rose petal softness of his lips contrasting with the hot and blazing dominance of tongue. It was frightening how quickly he could render her breathless and stoke wicked desire throughout her body, but she reminded herself that she wanted to be in control today. She wanted him to relinquish his control and surrender to his surroundings and to her.

Long and strong arms wrapped about her frame as Coriolanus pulled her into his lap to straddle him. She decided she would allow him this initial bout of control. After all, she was rather enjoying the hard jut of his body’s visceral arousal between her thighs. She rolled her hips deliberately and her action earned her a ragged groan from him against the meld of their lips, his hands flying to clutch at her hips to press her harder against him.

He broke away to gasp into the crook of her neck, “I want you, Lucy Gray.”

“Shh, the Covey aren’t far.” She placated in a whisper, though she traced a daring lick against the shell of his ear nevertheless, making him shudder.

She knew her comment was an excuse. The Covey would give them their privacy, she knew that, but he wouldn’t have her today, no. She had other plans for him. She wanted to be the sole puppeteer today and he would be her marionette.

With a light push against his chest, she swung a thigh over him to unseat herself and she patted the blanket next to her, “Lie back.”

“Alright,” The look he gave her was curious and full of anticipation. He grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled the white cotton over his head, his dog tags clinking. He placed it on the grass beside him before lying back as he’d been told.

A sassy quip about having not given him permission to un-shirt himself was poised on the tip of Lucy Gray’s tongue, but she held it. She’d be a liar if she said she didn’t appreciate his bulkier physique now. The daily Peacekeeper drills along with consistent meals had laden his previously thin frame with a lean layer of defined muscle. He was quite the sight for sore eyes.

He reached for the linen ties of her dress where they closed the ruffles over her chest and he tugged one of them loose, wanting to see more of her. She swatted his hand away. No, she would be the one to decide if and when she wanted to afford him a view of her breasts. She chastised him with a reproving stare that was only half-hearted.

She bit her lip and smoothed a hand up his chest, applying a mild pressure to impose authority, “Behave. You might get what you want yet if you’re good.”

The grin Coriolanus graced her with was roguish, “Ok, we’ll play your little game.”

A pang of bother squeezed in her gut, but she ignored it. A little game. That’s all this was to him. He’d relinquish his control, allow what he perceived as a reversal in power, but only for a little while. Part of her pondered if he even saw her as his equal, as a free individual with her own thoughts and wishes, or if she was just a prize to be possessed, just the winning tribute to his triumphant mentor.

She struck up a hum of an old folk melody in her repertoire, from a song that spoke of new love in spring, of fresh flower fields that bloomed in springtime meadows. The tune was bright and flirty to begin with and it seemed appropriate for the occasion. She didn’t sing the words, opting instead to occupy her lips with kisses to the side of his face, his neck, his shoulder, and then his ribs and his navel. She delighted in the hushed whimpers that she elicited from him as she went about her charms, the fingers and palm of one of her hands caressing down his toned abdominals ever closer to where he was straining most for her touch.

An impatient grunt sounded from him and his hands moved to his belt. She smacked at his wrists again and he dropped them to his sides.

“Do you want me to beg?” Coriolanus’ voice was gravelly and thick with desire.

Lucy Gray toyed with the buckle of his belt at the waistband of his blue fatigue bottoms, “I don’t want you to beg darlin’. I just want you to enjoy the moment.”

“I’d enjoy it more if you actually touched me.” Came his tetchy response.

She giggled and hushed him with a languid kiss against his lips, “Shh, I don’t need a mentor here. You’re in my world now. My arena.”

She deftly undid his belt, pulling it free of the loops just enough to get to the button and zipper of his fatigues. The pop of the button came next, followed by the smooth slide of the zip. Her tantalising fingers slipped beneath the elastic of his white boxers and he gave a sharp hiss as the cool skin of her palm enveloped his hot erection. She gently pulled him free of his underwear, his hips raising slightly to help her pull his clothing down to his thighs.

It appeared Coriolanus had been holding his breath as his next exhale punched out of him in a throaty moan while she stroked him. Her name spilled breathily from him like an unbidden prayer, “Lucy Gray.”

She resumed her humming of the folk tune, the lyrics swirling absently in her head of hot summers and tender lovers. She relished in how his breaths were deepening, how his torso rose and fell with each one, and how the flat plane of his belly tensed and contracted to display the outline of his abdominals while he writhed under her ministrations. The long, blonde wisps of his eyelashes brushed the tops of his cheeks as his eyes fluttered, half-open and delirious in his pleasure.

Oh, how she thrilled at doing this to him, at having him like putty in her hands, even for this short time before he brought his guard up again. Mind you, the feel of him in her hand was anything but like putty. She grinned to herself, glancing down to where his length slipped hot and rigid in and out of her grasp. He was as imposing there as he was everywhere else. She supposed his height should’ve told her as much, that he’d be proportionate here too.

She felt the fingers of one of his hands snake around the wrist of her arm she was propping herself upright with. She turned her head to regard him again and found his eyes watching her intently, his lips parted and still moist with saliva from her earlier kiss. Deciding to excite him even further, she released his erection from her grasp to undo the ties of her dress. She briefly saw him about to verbally protest the loss of stimulation when he cottoned on to what she was about to do.

One at a time, Lucy Gray tugged free the linen strings at the front of her dress. The frilly neckline was fairly elastic, which allowed her to tug and stretch it down to rest below her bosom, framing her pert breasts. Coriolanus emitted a quiet whimper at the sight of her exposed to him and she almost laughed when she realised his hands had curled into tight fists at his sides. He was trying so hard to be good. He was singularly focused on her now.

She returned her attention to his cock, finding it even harder now that it’d already been. Squeezing and stroking at a consistent pace, she lapped up every single whine and groan that she proceeded to wring from him. A light sheen of perspiration was beading along his hairline and a flush was creeping its way down the fair skin of his neck and chest. She could feel he was close from the way his muscles contracted, the way his hips twitched, and his breaths hitched.

From their past encounters, he would’ve climaxed by now. A sliver of doubt began to creep within her about whether she was pleasuring him as well as she had before. She leant down over him a little more, allowing him to nose and kiss at her breasts. She whispered a husky question to him, “Does this feel good?”

His answer was tight with his pleasure, “Yeah.”

“Let go for me, Coriolanus.” She breathed throatily.

She resettled herself more upright again, continuing her stroking rhythm and making sure to run the pad of her index finger over the underside of the swollen head of him, where she knew he enjoyed it. He continued to watch her through his half-lidded gaze, and then Lucy Gray saw it.

A slight quirk of one corner of his lips and an almost imperceptible spark of impertinence in his eyes. He was challenging her, holding out on her intentionally!

Oh, she wasn’t having that. She was the self-declared head gamemaker in this arena and he would bend to her will when she wanted him to. She knew what card she would play. She’d have to stop humming her tune again, but no matter. She would listen to the music of him losing his control in wild abandon instead.

Bending forward to dip her head towards her working hand, she proceeded to enclose the head of his cock and as much of the rest of him as she could manage into the moist confines of her mouth. The effect was immediate when she gave a tight upward bob and suck over him. His thigh muscles flexed, driving his pelvis upward towards her, and the cry that escaped him was choked.

She smirked to herself. Coriolanus Snow loved control, but this was the one game they played where she would always be the victor.

A string of curses tumbled from his lips as his chest began to heave with rapid breaths, signalling his imminent orgasm. All it took was a handful more skilful bobs of Lucy Gray’s head when she heard him suck in a harsh breath. His entire body seized in the next moment before an almost injured-sounding groan ground out from him on his exhale as his orgasm consumed him. She thrilled at the whimpers he was trying and failing to stifle as the familiar tang and texture of his cum coated the back of her throat. She instinctively swallowed.

Drawing off him carefully, she tucked herself back into her dress and re-tied the linen strings at her front. She dabbed at her mouth with the back of one hand and stretched out alongside him, feeling very pleased with her efforts. She listened to the sound of his body attempting to regulate itself again afterward, his breaths slowing one by one.

His head lolled to face hers and Lucy Gray was fleetingly struck by the piercing sky-blue clarity in his eyes, free and unburdened by storms. He craned his neck towards her to leave a lingering kiss on her lips, “You will be my undoing, Lucy Gray.”

Lucy Gray smiled at him, tucking herself against the bare skin of his side, her cheek flush against his shoulder. She knew his hunger for control would return; she knew he would be hungry between her thighs too when he returned the favour later. She resolved to simply enjoy the serenity of the present, where it was just her and him at peace. She recommenced her humming of the last part of the old folk tune. The melody wilted to a more sombre note in the last two verses.

The lyrics continued their swirl about her mind, telling of waning love and the falling leaves of orange autumn; of fragile hearts made brittle with the eventual return of winter’s chill; of barren ground, lifeless and loveless, smothered under a blanket of heavy white snow.

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Author's note: Thanks for reading this piece & I hope you enjoyed it. I don't know why, but the more I think about Lucy Gray & Coryo's relationship, the more I'm convinced that Lucy Gray isn't as innocent as we think, or as the film makes her out to be. My impression is that she can be wily and that she's clever, cunning too. Her own survival was as important to her as self-preservation was to Snow. I don't doubt that they both loved each other somewhat, but who knows, maybe she played him too in some ways?

Leave me a comment if this work touched you in any way or if you have any other thoughts to share. I love hearing from readers and I'm happy to field any questions too. Comments are the lifeblood of all fanfiction authors and you truly don't know how much it makes our day when you leave us a line. 💜Reblogs & likes are always much appreciated too!

[blubushie]

Since there's a lot of talk about weight loss right now, how do you gain weight? Asking because I've been underweight/almost underweight most of my life and want to get strong (please help bush dad)

Eat foods high in carbs and high in fat. This of course (like weight loss) depends on your metabolism. If you have a fast metabolism you will need to eat more calories as your body will burn more calories. I'd recommend eating at least 2000 calories a day and see how that gets you, but your mileage is gonna vary depending on your activity level and height. You might have to push for 2500 or 3000 cal a day to see a noticeable difference, but I'd note that just like weight loss this should be done gradually and not rushed—it's better to gain weight slowly than too fast, otherwise you might shock your system (and cause some intestinal upset)!

If you want to get STRONG, then you're gonna need to eat a lot of protein. If you wanna gain weight and get strong, you're gonna want to eat fatty protein. So eat the gristle on your steaks, avoid only eating lean meats like chicken/venison/roo/lamb and, while you can 100% eat those, you also need to be supplementing with high-fat proteins like well-marbled beef and pork. Drink full fat milk, make foods with heavy cream, eat a lot of carbs like bread and pasta, eat foods with a lot of butter, etc. Protein will let you build muscle (as long as you're working out to BUILD that muscle) and the fat will be converted to fat stores. This is my go-to diet for putting on weight before summer.

I will say that it's much easier to put on weight FIRST and then get to work on beefing up. Otherwise, if you're working out, you're just going to be burning all the fat stores you take in. Get heavier first, then work on beefing. For beefing you'll want lean meats, but if you've been underweight your whole life you'll probably want to just continue the high-carb and high-fat diet while just including more lean protein for muscle building. Eat a lot of eggs.

Of course this should all be brought up with your doctor. They can give you tips and might even have your thyroid checked to rule out issues that might be causing you issues with gaining weight.

You can also calculate your ideal weight, your activity level, your height, age, and how many calories you'd need to take in to maintain your ideal weight. I'd recommend that first as I have no clue how tall you are.

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[ovaruling]

@thebloodiestmary its idea is that fat should make up the largest percentage of your dietary intake, with as few carbs as possible. carbs are demonized to an extreme that has made them synonymous with “weight gain” and they’re treated like toxins or contaminants. there is an obsession to have as close to zero carbs as possible in your daily intake, although the general starting point tends to be “under 100g” as the novice and then graduates to “under 50g” as the intermediate.

most of the diet is, of course, animal products. high fat, slightly less high protein (excess protein is converted to glucose and thus evil), and minimal carbohydrates.

fiber, however, cancels out “bad” carbohydrates in this theory. if a food has 10g carbs, but 4g of those are fiber, then in the keto world that food contains 6g of “net carbs.” it is a crazy-making algebraic way of calculating your intake. and even though fiber is a focus, it is de-prioritized completely in this diet which is so full of animal protein and animal fat that i am not surprised to see many keto fanatics come out with bowel cancers or leaky gut or heart disease or high liver enzymes/fatty liver disease or gallbladder disease/gallstones.

the idea is no sugar, no carbs. as little glucose activity as possible.

people tend to lose weight on it usually because they are actually eating fewer calories than they usually would, but not realizing it. keto usually counts by macros, not by calories. in fact, it often discourages calorie tracking. this sounds promising, but it also means most people who lose so much weight with it don’t tend to realize that it’s because they’re in a large caloric deficit. it’s a scam! if you tracked your calories you’d probably realize you were in a deficit all along, and that THAT’S why you’re losing weight, not bc of some magical keto spell.

only eating meat and dairy and eggs will do that. meat and dairy and eggs are PRIMARY weight loss foods and always have been. keto fanatics feel smug because they’re eating bacon and steak and fried eggs and full-fat cheese, but they don’t realize how few calories they’re taking in by eliminating all other foods.

keto has a bad reputation for making its dieters paranoid about fruit, beans, whole grains, and even vegetables.

hardcore keto dieters barely get any of those in their diet. but they lose weight, so it must be healthy!

their boasting of “lower cholesterol” and “lower blood sugar” is almost certainly bc they are losing weight IN A CALORIC DEFICIT.

it is not possible to lose weight if you are not in a caloric deficit.

there is the famous “keto flu” onboarding stage where you feel sick and tired for about a week or sometimes more as you “wean” off of carbs. that is your body starving for nutrients lol. it’s starving. you feel sick and exhausted bc you have almost nothing going in.

and i can say this with confidence bc i fell for this diet hardcore when i was 20. i lost tons of weight eating “fatty” foods. what was actually happening was rabbit starvation—i was getting so much protein and so few other nutrients that i was actually starving myself.

it’s a poisonous diet, nothing more than a weight loss fad, wholly unsustainable, and wildly expensive btw.

any “benefit” that anyone claims comes from it is usually simply from the process of weight loss in a deficit if one’s original health problems (usually heart or diabetes related) were due to being overweight.

and yeah again i won’t even bother to get into what happens to one’s colon and bowels in general eating that many animal products and hormones and that much fat with little to no fiber. with all its parading of red meat and bacon and sausage and other cured meats, it’s a recipe for colon cancer, that’s all i’ll say.

it’s done so much damage to our understanding of food and balanced nutrition and it’s sneaky and dishonest in its ~famed results. it’s a fancy way of getting yourself into a caloric deficit, that’s all.

if all you ate in one day was a McDonald’s value meal at 1200 calories or whatever, you’d lose weight. you’d be in a deficit. keto makes you think it will be possible to consume 5000 calories of fatty fried foods and lose weight—but that literally is not what happens. you usually remain in a deficit because you’re starving trying to keep your carbs as low as possible. and you don’t notice it bc you’re not keeping track of calories, only grams of carbohydrates vs grams of fat.

so many topics exist on keto forums like “why am i not losing weight with keto?!” and answers will urge the user to eat less lmfao. or go on a “fat fast” to “get your body to prioritize burning fat as its primary source of energy” which is eating mostly like 90% fat as your intake majority with 0g of carbs. aka starvation.

you cannot train your body to “prioritize” fat as its primary source of energy. it will ALWAYS prefer carbohydrates as the most efficient and easily digestible source of fuel. the only way you can sustain “ketosis” (which is a dangerous medical condition btw) is by never feeding yourself enough carbs so that your body literally thinks it’s starving—BECAUSE IT IS!!!! you’re “burning fat” bc you are STARVING!!!!

and yeah. just. terrible for your gallbladder, your liver, your digestion, your heart, your inflammatory system, everything. horrific diet.

tl;dr—snake oil, low energy starvation recipe for bowel cancer!

[galaxywarp]

about your "being able to have fun again" post: this is how I felt during my recovery from anorexia, weirdly enough. looking at the number on the scale go down was a sort of euphoria in itself; I think my brain was so deprived of essential nutrients and energy that it couldn't process anything much in terms of emotions. I was so out of it that I had no energy to participate in anything but chasing the ever lower number; I spent all of my days calculating calories, from what little food I would allow myself to how much I was "burning off" with things like standing instead of sitting, daily walks, any kind of activity whatsoever. When I got into recovery, I wrote something to myself that sounded a lot like what you wrote about your addiction recovery. all the things I had endured for that chase of the ever lower number. how I couldnt walk for long until I felt so tired I wanted to cry. how sitting on normal chairs without cushions became painful because I no longer had any padding from fat or muscle tissue. how I lost all my enjoyment for hobbies had previously loved. how I couldn't bond or socialize because it was just to exhausting for my malnourished brain. I haven't relapsed since, thankfully. And every time I felt tempted to go down that route again, I reminded myself just how terrible I really felt back then, and that it truly isn't worth returning to it. I've never taken meth and I don't know what its like to recover from an addiction like that, but I'm happy you have found the kind of joy again that can help shield you from a relapse.

Thanks so much for sharing. It really means a lot to me. It’s interesting how the experiences of addiction tend to overlap, even if they are each different. Addiction to weight loss isn’t the same as addiction to meth and yet so many of your words resonate with me and how I felt during that time. My mind was being consumed by something that I couldn’t escape. It took all my energy. All my thoughts. All my feelings. All while it slowly killed me. I’m sure you know how that feels.

Hang in there. Thank you. Stay safe

[lexascend]

Blog 4

At the beginning of this fitness journey, I joined a virtual community of individuals who are also on health and fitness journeys of their own. This community has been extremely beneficial to me as they have been able to share things that have helped them, recommend resources, and introduce me to more components of fitness that I had not known about. Being a part of this community has been motivational. We are able to share our progress with one another. Having other people cheer you on and congratulate you, no matter how big or small the accomplishment, feels really good.

One of the most important things I’ve learned so far, in regards to my personal journey, is the significance of a calorie deficit. Being in a caloric deficit means that your body is burning more calories than you consume on a daily basis. One way to keep in line with a calorie deficit is to track the food you eat. I do this by using an app called MyNetDiary and a food scale. My daily calorie budget is 1,374, but with exercise and physical activity it can increase. When I exercise, I track it on my Apple Watch and the additional calories that I burn are automatically added to my daily budget. The app also tracks macros, which are fats, proteins, and carbs, as well as nutrients like fiber, sodium, calcium, etc. this allows me to see how healthy, or unhealthy, the foods that I’m consuming are. In addition, it influences me to pay more attention to ingredients and make choices that align with my goals.

Another area I’m learning more about is physical activity. What exercises to do and how to do them. The significance of movement throughout the day. Something that I’ve implemented regularly is walking 10,000 steps a day. Walking is extremely underrated and beneficial. It improves cardiovascular health, aids in weight loss and mental well-being, improves digestion, enhances muscle function, and encourages an overall healthy lifestyle. As I mentioned earlier, when I walk I wear my Apple Watch to track calories burned. I also use it to track my heart rate. To ensure my walk is intense enough, I’ve learned that it is important to my heart rate between 50% and 85% of my maximum heart rate. To calculate your maximum heart rate, you subtract 220 from your age. Since I’m 29, my maximum heart rate is 191. This means that while walking, I should maintain a rate between 95bpmand 162bpm.

Along with walking, I also do traditional strength training. Most of my exercises I do at the gym are weighted. With strength training, your body continues burning calories even after you have finished your workout session which makes it very effective for losing fat and building muscles.

[cigbones4]

Ok, this needs to be said. I've been in these tags a long time (10+ years). Ive lost over half my body weight, and my lowest bmi is 14.8. Here's some ACTUAL ADVICE if u want to lose weight from an edblr elder.

DONT FUCKING "⭐️VE". that's all yall fucking talk about. I can almost guarantee ur NOT ON THAT LEVEL. (side note a 48hr fast is not ⭐️ving) IF U WANT TO LOSE WEIGH U HAVE TO FUCKING EAT. pull up a bmr calculator online and put in ur stats. Take 300 off that number and eat that many cals a day till ur bmr matches it then recalculate. All "⭐️ving" does is make u binge. What happens next is u start feeling like u need to purge. Trust me, I've done it all. NONE OF THAT SHIT CAUSES FAT LOSS WHICH IS WHAT U ACTUALLY WANT. if u do start, u get stuck in an expensive, PAINFUL, sleepless b/p cycle WHILE ALSO NOT LOSING WEIGHT. it's miserable. Trust me I did it for years. eat every day. FOCUS ON WHAT YOU EAT. Large amounts of clean, low calorie food until u ween urself off of junk food. Honestly, ur cal intake doesn't matter until ur off that shit. And don't tell me ur "junk0rexic". UR PROBALY NOT ON THAT LEVEL EITHER. get urself off this trash food before u start to really care about the number on the scale. It'll make it SO MUCH EASIER. if u do this right, u won't have to try to lose weight. It'll come off on its own. If u plateau for more than a week, eat over ur bmr to give u a boost. DONT GO NUTS. eat the same food, just have an extra meal or two. This isn't a game or a hobby. It's a fucking mental disorder. Like I said, I've been in these tags a long time. Most of yall will move on soon anyway but there's my advice if u want it.

Rant: how the fuck did it become normal for us to give tips? If u actually have an 3d and ur giving tips in these tags ur either a child who doesn't realize the damage this shit does to the other kids here or ur clout chasing. If ur an adult shame on you. Yall wonder why u keep getting Td.

Additional advice: GFTO WHILE U STILL CAN

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Unnamed GN! MC × Mammon

Fake Fic Title Meme - In which I got sent titles and wrote an extremely detailed summary of the fic I would have written for said title:

Leave a comment?🥺 because they mean the world to me and feed a starving soul🐸

Remember in S3 when MC's undergoing tests to become a Sorcerer & Lucifer becomes Barbie doll sized? MC, with the help of Beel, and Solomon tagging along, has to look after Lucifer for a day to pass the test. The brothers find out, rig up a system that transports them all into a game and now MC has to keep Lucifer safe for 24hrs within a roleplaying game while the rest of the brothers act as adversaries. One such person they must defeat is "The Monster of Greed" so they can earn money to buy armour. In canon they do this by what is basically a pokemon battle with MC using Beel. In this version, well...;

They find Mammon inside a loud tavern, seated in a large round table, piled high with gold, surrounded by NPCs. They're all holding hands of cards, taking and tossing gold to the pile, loud and drunk and arguing. The atmostphere is just on the side of a little too warm, lively, voices meld together until the actual words are almost unrecognisable - Mammon's is the only voice that is clear, ringing above the others and commanding all the attention in the room.

The crowds of NPCs part for the four of them without a word of protest as they make their way towards Mammon's table, half shrouded in the shadows at the back of the room. They almost lose Beel along the way to a a barmaid carrying a portion of a roast.

When they make their way to the table, opposite Mammon, his open features widen in suprise before turning calculating for a second before he finally spies Lucifer and starts cackling so hard he's wheezing and they're worried he's going to drop dead on the spot.

Once he's finally calmed down, not at all helped by Lucifer's hissed threats that only made him laugh more, the human asks him to give them some of his money so they can buy armour.

"What," says Mammon sounding genuinely baffled and a little bit offended. "Ya think I'm actually gonna hand over my money? The money I won? Fat fuckin' luck huma- tch - Hero."

"How troublesome," Says Solomon, mildly like none of this is of any real consequence and in no way his doing in the first place. The human and Lucifer both give him Looks.

Beel is quiet as he is still grieving the barmaid and her roast, both of which disappeared once they crossed a certain radius focused around the four of them.

"Mammon!" Squeak-hisses Lucifer, not at all threatening because once again he's the size of a Barbie with only a fraction of her accomplishments. "Once I'm back to normal expect to be in a world of pain."

"What do we do now?" Asks Beel, who is just recovering from a great loss and is still a bit teary eyed.

"Right," says the human with a good idea, though most in the room would argue they've never had a good idea in their life. "Well, then how about - I challenge you to a card game! We have a little money of our own we'll put it on the line."

This of course leads to various shock and outrage. Mostly from the NPCs. Lucifer does cry out to them to remind them what's at stake and to please stop making stupid deals with demons. Solomon looks amused and intrigued, while Beel is just worried.

"Hah! You think you can beat me!? The Monster of Greed in a card game!? Are ya ballsy or just stupid?" Scoffs, y'know, said Monster of Greed.

"Not sure," says the human, lackadaisical as can be, "sounds like you're scared though."

"Why you little - ," snarls the monster, raising from his chair and leaning towards them, claws digging into the table "I'll show ya scared. Fine then," he falls back onto his seat and kicks out the chair across from him, that up until this point of time had not existed. "Take a seat," he says through sharp teeth.

The human nods, serious and pleased. "Beel, please take Lucifer for now."

" Are you sure you know what you're doing," asks Lucifer, not budging from his place on their shoulder. "This is Mammon. He may be an idiot but when it comes to gambling-"

"I can beat him," says the Hero, not taking their eyes off the Monster of Greed, who in reality is just their best friend playing a silly game that's going to get him skinned by his big brother when everything is back to normal.

"I suppose I'll just have to put my faith in you. Don't dissapoint me." And with this Lucifer, to his great continued indignity, steps off the human's shoulder and into his brother's hands.

"When have I ever," responds the human.

Mammon, who has never had any patience when ignored by his favourite people cuts in with a, "Oi, ya done talking or what?"

And so the games start. And the human wins and wins and keeps winning. The Monster of the tavern goes from having one leg folded up on the chair to sitting up straight to leaning forward with a frown, crowing sentences such as:

"Ha, beginner's luck!"

and

"I'm just going easy on ya!"

and

"Don't get cocky ya bastard."

and

"How!?"

with increasing degrees of worry colouring his tone. The human breaks their cocky smirk to respond to that last with an easy shrug and a "You forgot something important." Eyes still fixed on their cards.

He looks up from his own with a scowl. "The fuck are ya talkin' 'bout."

Finally they deign to look at him, or rather glance at him from under their lashes, lips twitching to pull into a self satisfied smile he's seen countless times before "We may be in a game right now but you're still Mammon, still a demon and still the Avatar of Greed. The real world rules still apply to you." Their eyes lower again to consider their cards.

"So? The hell does that have to do with anythin'." He hasn't looked down at his cards in a while, still focused on them even in spite of how disinterested they're acting. He wants to bite them.

"Well," they place a card on the table and flip it over, moving some money towards them, "it means that whoever you favour still has incredible luck with money." They look up then, catching his eye and smiling brightly.

And Mammon stares back at them, wide eyed and slightly flushed, fingers trembling.

"If this relied on skill or who could cheat better you'd have won it with minimal effort." They're leaning forward, elbows braced on the table, still holding up their cards but continuing to make eye contact with him. "But in the end it comes down to what will win out. Your greed or your love for me."

Devious. Their smile is devious and wicked and his throat is parched and Mammon wants to bite them.

His face fully flushed and gritting his teeth, Mammon places his hand upright on the table.

They place theirs in front of them as well never breaking eye contact with Mammon, they interlace their fingers and place their chin on the back of them, smiling they say, "I won." A statement. A fact. They don't even bother to look down to confirm it.

Red faced but impassive, without even looking at his cards, Mammon leans back in his chair with crossed arms. "Obviously," he looks to the side, pouting, "Dumbass."

And so three voices simultaneously chorus, "Whipped."

"SHUDDUP ASSHOLES," screeches Mammon leaping up from his chair while the human laughs under their breath.

"Whatever." Mammon tosses a pouch at them. "Here's the money," He points at the stack on the table, "that's just for show, ya can't actually use it in the game."

"Right. Thanks Mammon." Sincere. Shedding well earned smugness like a snake skin in favour of something more genuine.

"Whatever. C'mon I'll walk you out." Irritability also shed - now there's only tired acceptance, he's made peace with the fact this will be his lot throughout his eternal life.

Outside on the tavern's doorstep, not making eye contact and looking straight ahead, the Hero and the Monster stand. Now just two friends.

The others stand a bit further down the road yet close enough to be able to hear.

"Listen," starts Mammon with an odd yet not completely unfamiliar note of seriousness. "I have something really important to ask ya. Ya need ta listen carefully."

"Got it," replies the human, understanding the gravitas of this particular conversation.

"Did ya take pictures?" He points to Lucifer with the utmost seriousness.

They nod once with, also, the utmost seriousness. "Of course."

Growling from a distance as if through the throat of a wee kitten, "I can hear both of you, if you think I'll let you get away-"

"Huuuh!? What are ya gonna do pipsqueak? Stomp ya cute lil foot? If anything ya better start listening to me now cause I'm the big brother-"

"Mammonnnnnn you-" Shaking with rage while Mammon, who at this point had stomped over, pokes his cheek.

"Does Mammon even realise he's digging himself into a deeper hole," asks Solomon

"Probably not," replies Beel with a shrug.

"Oh well," Solomon sighs through his perpetual smile. "Come along my cute apprentice we should get going."

"OI! Who the fuck are ya callin' cute," yells Mammon, distracted from his current endeavour of annoying Lucifer and signing his future death wish.

"We better get going. See ya at home Mammon," cuts in the human, for everyone's sake.

"Hmm." He shifts back into a more relaxed stance and turns to look at them. "Listen for real, ya better pass this test of yours with flying colours got it! Ya probably the most stubborn, determined person I know so, if anyone's gonna get through this it'll be ya."

"Thank you, Mammon." Said softly with a large dose of tooth rotting love.

"Yeah yeah stop it with the soppy look." An eyeroll that didn't distract from the red of his cheeks. "Look after that old bastard will ya, don't let him get stepped on. ...He's the only one knows where Goldie's hidden, that's all!"

"You really care." Equal parts teasing and wonderous, equal parts smug and besotted. He was going to scream. He was going to eat them.

"I don't! Stop it with that look, I already told ya! Just get going!"

"Right okay. Thank you, Mammon." They bow their head, peaking at him, lips quirked in mischief.

He rolls his eyes so hard he gives himself a headache. "Get outta here, Dummy."

They turn to leave without another word and he watches them go till they're but a speck in the distance.

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[fkinavocado]

I just wanted some genuine suggestions for losing weight without burning out my body and harming it. Since you are one of the most mature Tumblrina I know, I thought of asking you. You don't have to answer if you aren't comfortable.

thank you for your trust hun❤️ and for the tentative approach to a sensitive subject.

i learned a lot when i was on my own weight loss journey and i can genuinely give some sound advice on how to approach it in a healthy way.

depending on your starting point, i would suggest skipping working out entirely in the beginning. you can walk, 10k steps a day i still swear by, and that's cardio almost everyone can do. again, i don't know your starting point so if we're talking severely overweight start off slow, don't force your joints. just regular walking, no sprinting, running etc.

working out, even cardio stuff believe it or not is more for toning towards the end of weight loss journey and afterwards. everyone thinks hitting the gym is gonna help them lose weight when in fact it can do you a lot more harm than good especially at the beginning. you burn very little calories with an extreme amount of effort, making you even more hungry and prone to overeat, you're gonna end up bulking up your muscle mass and not really getting rid of the fat, plus, again, it can be extremely taxing on your joints and overall health if you push yourself too much too fast.

nutrition is the key with weight loss and i'm tired of ppl trying to sell working out to those who are desperate to make a change.

however it's not as easy as "just don't eat as much", unfortunately. and if you're like me and have other things hindering your process, in my case, insulin resistence, then it's really not simple at all.

you gotta try and see what works best for you but there are some things that benefit everyone regardless of their specific needs.

first of all, you gotta be in a caloric deficit. there are a lot of online calculators where you enter your current weight, age, gender, height and your weight goal, and it calculates what your daily caloric intake should be for you to get there as realistically as possible while still mentaining a healthy dose of nutrients.

which leads me to number two on the list, macros (those calculators will tell you what your daily macros should be too). you wanna look up meals that are high protein low cal. you'll be amazed how some easy changes to your diet can make such a big difference! download myfitnesspal (an app) where you can track everything you eat, buy a food scale so you can weigh everything and this way you can ensure you reach your macros for the day (protein, fats, fibers and carbs) while staying within your daily caloric deficit. which btw, should never go bellow 1100-1200 no matter how fast you're trying to lose weight! there's no way you can reach your macros if you do that and you'll be malnourished, you'll lose muscle mass not just fat and you'll also end up with lose skin if you starve yourself.

which leads me to number three, don't starve yourself!!! you won't be able to sustain it for a long period of time and you'll end up binge eating every several days, which will erase all the "progress" anyway. trust me.

allow yourself a lil cheat meal every once in a while so you don't grow frustrated(careful to remain within your daily calorie intake, carbs and fats will probably skyrocket but at least try and get smth high protein)

drink lots and lots of water at least 3-4 liters daily (not all at once!!! this is very dangerous and i just wanted to clarify!) it makes a world of a difference!

try and get your 10k steps in if you can but even without that if you're in a defiict you WILL lose weight

you can also try intermittent fasting. i wouldn't recommend one meal a day. try at least two. the way it works is you try and not eat at all for as long as possible and then only eat in the ramaining timeframe. most ppl do 16-8 or 18-6. meaning you fast 16/18 hours and only eat in the remaining consecutive 8/6 hours. this eliminates snacking. which is important in terms of glicemic spikes. your body needs downtime between meals, if you keep feeding it and snacking however little every few hrs you keep getting spikes in your blood sugar and you won't lose weight. sometimes even if you're in a significant deficit. skipping breakfast is easiest, but you could skip dinner if it makes more sense for you. but make sure you hit your macros in the remaining timeframe. if you can't manage that, intermittent fasting is not for you

this is, in very rough lines, what i consider essential. keep at it for a month and you'll see results and will be motivated to continue! i hope it helps ❤️

[blood-loving-leech]

my stupid fitness food log thing won’t show me the estimate of how much weight i’ll loose over 5 weeks until i eat a certain amount but if i eat too much it says i have negative calories left and then i feel fat so im trying to get just high enough it’ll do the calculation but not TOO high and i’ve been having like nothing all day but coffee then making it up with dinner which is just enough to get it over but i had dinner at qdoba at the airport and i went to log it and i did it twice so it said i had negative calories left and i was like???? before this i had not enough for it to do the math and one meal and now im over the limit?? this is not fair. but its okay because i did it twice and i just deleted the accidental second thing and now its still below the amount i want it to be and calculated the five week weight loss and its good and everything is grand

[notesfromthepalace]

Fit and Fine

I am officially 16lbs down Sissy Poohs:

What I have realized is the white girls have been on to something.

You know when you watch early 2000 sitcoms, you know, before the whole body positivity thing and inclusivity thing, when all of the white girls were counting calories. I thought that was crazy but that is what has skyrocketed my weight loss.

Essentially, with the first 7-9lbs lost, I had changed up my diet and started working out again. I was doing well and started seeing progress and then - boom, plateau.

I downloaded the "Lose-It" app that helped me set up a plan based on how fast I want to reach my goal of 165lbs. Essentially, based on how much I workout, with 10k steps a day and eating between 1400-1600 calories, I should reach my goal by October 9th, next month; I'm excited.

I think its definitely feasible since I'm 5lbs away from my goal with about a month left.

Losing weight, eating all three meals a day with a snack feels so much better. The first time I lost weight, I was just starving myself, so I felt like I looked slim, but I my face was drooping and I looked plushy/soft.

Versus now, I look more toned, my face looks chiseled, and honestly, I am fine as hell.

I meal prep 3 boiled eggs (just the egg white chilllllle, I don't want high cholesterol), for lunch, I eat a full fruit jar, abut 14oz, then a small dinner consisting of some type of protein (usually chicken), and either a boiled sweet potato (about 88 calories), a small spinach salad with one tablespoon of Cesar dressing and a sprinkle of Parmesan cheese (about 114 calories) or 1/3 cup of white rice (42 calories). On the weekends I don't workout but I still take Coco for her two mile walk and I am usually still able to obtain about 10k steps a day.

I also indulge in scrambled eggs (one full egg and two egg whites) with cheese, garlic salt, onion and black pepper with bacon. But that meal is so filling what it usually keeps me full for the most part. I also still drink coffee with French vanilla creamer every morning - but no added sugar because the cream alone makes the coffee 420 calories.

That's another thing this app and my journey have taught me - looking at serving sizes and actually calculating the amount of calories are in a meal and how much I am actually eating.

If I am being completely honest, seeing the numbers made me feel like a freaking vacuum.

The above gif is a reference to the rapper Ice Spice calling Cleotrapa (another rapper) a vacuum for eating everything brought to their table at an Italian restaurant.

The first day I used the app I had inputed my breakfast and measured everything: Within an hour I had consumed almost 800 calories, talk about a fat-ass right!!

I love using the app. I also love the fact that I was able to link my Apple Watch so I can accurately get a count of my steps, calories burned in my workouts, how long I stand for, etc.

Make sure you do what works for you. I am one of those people that cute outfits, the color pink, and seeing visual representations of my efforts, are what propels me to go harder and further. I literally only bought my Apple Watch for fitness purposes and made sure the band was pink. I have arm weights that are 1lb I wear around the house while doing chores, the leg warmers to add some spunk to my workout outfits, pink 32oz water bottle, my meal prep jars are pink, did I mention I did pink French tip this week? I think I have made my point.

Lastly, as long as you are reaching your goal in a healthy way, don't allow people to tell you:

"you're fine"

"you look great"

"you need to eat more"

"oh so you wanna be skinny"

"I can't hang around you"

Or whatever the hell else they say. Most people say these things from a place of insecurity because they don't have the determination or disciple to achieve goals that they would love to have - but can't do - and would rather make excuses. If being slimmer and healthier is what makes you happy, do it! Don't listen to the naysayers. They just want you to be miserable like them (jk, but I'm serious).

In all, I am proud of myself this time around where I am learning to create a sustainable healthy lifestyle. It also helps that my boyfriend is literally a gym rate who consumes protein like we breathe air, insane, but helpful.

If you have questions or want to start, please feel free to leave comments, ask questions, dm - or just do your own thing.

I hope this inspired you.

Remember, there's only three month left in the year, meaning nine months until the Summer of 2025. You have more than enough time to get in shape and be a beach babe.

As always,

With love,

Sarah Chanel

P.S.

Once in a blue, I eat a snickers bar

[honeysuckle-venom]

Warnings for: discussion of dieting/intentional weight loss, medical issues, eating disorders, and related topics

Here's the thing. On a general level, I don't believe in dieting. I think it's bad for you, the science shows it almost never works, it makes people miserable, it usually comes from an unhealthy place, and it encourages unhealthy behaviors. And. At the same time. I have a rare disease that could potentially have very dangerous complications if untreated/if it progresses, and it seems to be progressing. And genuine research has shown a significant correlation between developing hepatic adenomas/having more adenomas/having more growth in your adenomas and "obesity." Now, there are links between lots of things and "obesity" and often not nearly enough research is done into WHY and whether any correlations actually have anything to do with causality. And I don't fully know why obesity and hepatic adenomas are correlated, I have to talk to my hepatologist about it, though from what my dad found in his research he suspects it's a combination of adipose tissue producing more estrogen and potentially other metabolic effects (more research/answers are needed there). If someone says "being fat makes you unhealthy in x way" I always want to know the underlying mechanisms there, because it's never that simple. But the point is that it does look like, in this case, hepatic adenomas and obesity are at the very least significantly correlated.

There are not a lot of treatment options for hepatic adenomas. The first step is always going off any hormonal birth control, which I did a year ago. If things shrink, great, you can keep monitoring and hope that things stay shrinking or at least stable and probably leave it at that. If, however, things continue to grow, well that becomes concerning, because the larger the tumors are the more risk there is of them rupturing or becoming cancerous. If your tumors are larger than 5cm, like mine, and not shrinking or goodness forbid growing then just continuing to monitor may not be a safe long term solution. So you'll have to look at other treatment options, none of which are great.

The next step in trying to get them to shrink after stopping birth control is almost always weight loss. Because the only other options are a) transarterial embolization (a very gross procedure I looked up that I'm terrified of having to do in which blood flow is cut off from the tumors), b) ablation (which isn't recommended for tumors larger than 3cm which mine are), c) liver resection (which I'm pretty sure I'm not a candidate for because I have too many large tumors in too many places, and anyway is a very scary and risky surgery with months of recovery) and finally d) liver transplant (an ever scarier and riskier surgery with significant risks of mortality). And as much as I don't believe in or want to diet, the other options are worse.

Which means that it is very likely that in a few weeks, when my therapist gets back from vacation, I will be seriously attempting to lose weight for the first time since I was an anorexic teenager. And I don't want to, I so don't want to, but I suspect it's going to be the best choice out of a group of bad ones. But I'm so scared. I'm already having crazy relapse thoughts, I'm already struggling with horrible OCD food research spirals and calorie counting and thinking about food for hours and hours and hours each day. And it sucks. My hope is that it will actually get slightly better if I genuinely try to lose weight with my therapist and use a detailed meal plan, because then it will at least be set in stone and not just me panicking indecisively about everything. It'll be predetermined in therapy, so I won't have to spend hours thinking about it on my own. But I don't know, it still feels very risky for my mental health. I know how easy it is for me to obsessively count and calculate everything and how much that sucks and how much I hate it even as I can't stop myself. And I'm just. I'm just so stressed about the whole thing. Also like, it almost feels like it would be a slight betrayal of my values, because I really don't believe in dieting and I hate diet culture and love the anti-diet and fat acceptance movements. But at the same time I wouldn't be doing it to look better or whatever, I'd be doing it with the very specific goal of hopefully shrinking my tumors. And if I do go down this path and it turns out that the main reason obesity and hepatic adenomas are correlated is indeed higher estrogen in fatty tissue I'm going to talk to my doctors about monitoring my estrogen levels, so that I'm looking at the underlying cause and trying to focus on that number instead of just the number on the scale. But idk. This whole thing just. It just sucks and it's scary and I'm in awful OCD hell and I really wish my therapist wasn't away for the next week and a half.

[fitnesspizzainmydiet]

NEVER SAY NO TO PIZZA AGAIN

Growing up we had pizza at least once a week. My father was born and raised in Brooklyn and man, did he love his pizza. He would call home every Thursday and ask, “did your mother cook?” to which I would always sarcastically reply “of course not, it’s pizza night!” and then he would say “call up Dickie Dees, order a large pie with extra cheese and pepperoni, well done. Tell them ‘Jimmy’ will be there in ten minutes.” Some of my favorite memories with my dad include us either ordering pizza and watching WWE, or stopping at random hole in the wall pizza joints to see what they were about.

I’ll never forget, two weeks after getting my tonsils removed my mother got called into work for an emergency meeting and my father was responsible for feeding my siblings and I dinner that night. Guess what he ordered?

A large, extra cheese and pepperoni pie, well done from Dickie Dee’s in Newark, NJ.

The problem? I couldn’t eat solid foods yet!

Did that stop me? NOPE. My father and I sat there and cut up two slices of pizza into the tiniest, bite size pieces and I chewed them up until they were soft enough to swallow. It may have taken me thirty minutes to eat two slices of pizza, but Dad didn’t raise a quitter 💪🏽

When I decided to start losing weight as an adult, I knew I would never be successful if my meals were limited to baked chicken and broccoli or boring Cesar salads.

That’s when I learned about flexible dieting and calories in VS calories out.

For years, the media has glorified weight pills, surgeries, or overly restrictive diets for weight loss. I’m living proof that you can lose weight without giving up your favorite foods (or getting surgeries that restrict your diet for the rest of your life anyways).

I’ve been counting calories for the last two years, and I’m watching the pounds shed off week by week. I recommend everyone try this method at least once and try to do it for three months to give yourself time to see results.

The first thing you need to do is calculate how many calories you should be consuming. I recommend using this website to do that. These are going to be your maintenance calories. In order to lose weight, you need to be in a calorie deficit (meaning you need to eat less calories than you burn.) If you’re just starting out, I recommend a 3-400 deficit.

So let’s say your maintenance calories are 2400 calories per day. Subtract 400 from that, and you have the amount of calories you should be eating in a deficit, 2000 calories. I like to think about these calories as dollars (bare with me)

So let’s say you have $2000 (or 2000 calories). How you chose to spend those $2000 is completely up to you.

If you have a nice, low calorie breakfast and you want to go to McDonalds for lunch and order a Big Mac with large fries, a large coke and an apple pie go for it. Just remember that you still need to be within the 2000 calorie range in order to see results. So if you had that nice, low calorie breakfast, and then you ordered everything off the dollar menu at McDonalds for lunch, chances are you’re going to have to make some sacrifices and eat that boring old cesar salad for dinner.

It all comes down to calories in VS calories out.

With all that being said, there are plenty of ways you can make some of your favorite meals at home for half the calories without sacrificing flavors. One of the ways I’m able to eat pizza three times a week while losing weight is by making my own at home! As promised in my previous post, I’ll walk you through the recipe and leave the macros below!

Ingredients

1 Cup of self rising flour (this is super important!)

¾ Cup of Non-fat plain Greek yogurt

¼ cup of your favorite pizza sauce (homemade is best!)

56g of low fat or fat free mozzarella cheese

17g of turkey pepperoni (optional)

4g salt

4g garlic powder

Preheat your oven to 420 degrees Fahrenheit. 

Start by adding ¾ cup of your yogurt to a bowl, along with the salt and garlic powder. You can feel free to add whatever seasonings you’d like here, but I feel like the salt and garlic give the dough that classic NYC pizza dough flavor. Add in ¼ cup of flour at a time and stir until combined. If you have a stand mixer, use your dough hook to make this part a little easier on yourself. If not, a wooden spoon is fine! I tend to use a little less than a full cup of flour, but I keep the remaining to the side to sprinkle on the counter while kneading/rolling out the dough.

Once your dough comes together and is still a little tacky, flour your work space and start rolling out that pizza dough to your designed shape and thickness. Place the dough on a nonstick oven safe pan (I got my 10” pizza pans at Big Lots on sale for ten cents!! Check your local discount stores’ sale sections!) and place in your preheated oven for ten to fifteen minutes. It is important to cook the dough before adding any sauce or toppings so it can cook evenly. Once the dough starts to rise a bit, remove from the oven and start adding your toppings.

I like to use homemade sauce because it just taste the best in my opinion, but you can use whatever you’d like! Keep in mind that the calories will differ depending on what brand you use.

Once you have your pizza assembled, place it back into the oven for an additional 10-12 minutes or until the crust is golden brown. I like to spray the crust with a little bit of cooking spray for that beautiful golden brown color!

Take the pizza out of the oven and allow to cool for 3-5 minutes before cutting. Slice your pizza into 6-8 slices and enjoy!

If you follow these instructions to the T, you will have an entire pizza that is only 620calories, 2.3g fat, 102g carbs and 48g protein!

Give this recipe a shot and let me know how you like it!

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Count Calories for Health

Calorie counting involves tracking the number of calories you consume through food and beverages to manage your weight or achieve specific health goals. Here’s a step-by-step guide on how to do it:

Determine Your Caloric Needs:

Calculate your Basal Metabolic Rate (BMR) using online calculators or formulas like the Harris-Benedict Equation.

Factor in your activity level to estimate your Total Daily Energy Expenditure (TDEE).

Set Your Goals:

Decide if you want to lose, gain, or maintain weight.

Adjust your caloric intake based on your goals (e.g., a 500-calorie deficit per day for weight loss).

Track Your Intake:

Use a food diary, mobile app (like MyFitnessPal, Lose It!, or Cronometer), or spreadsheet.

Record everything you eat and drink, including portion sizes.

Read Nutrition Labels:

Check the serving size and calories per serving.

Note the calories from macronutrients (carbohydrates, proteins, fats).

Weigh and Measure Portions:

Use a kitchen scale for accuracy.

Measure liquids with measuring cups and spoons.

Use Online Databases:

Refer to databases like USDA’s FoodData Central for foods without labels.

Search for restaurant menu items in the app or online.

Be Consistent and Honest:

Log every item consumed, including snacks and drinks.

Be precise with portion sizes.

Review and Adjust:

Regularly review your progress.

Adjust your caloric intake based on changes in weight or activity levels.

Example

Determine Caloric Needs:

BMR: 1,500 calories

Activity Level: Sedentary (BMR x 1.2 = 1,800 calories)

Set Goal:

Weight Loss: Aim for 1,300-1,500 calories per day (300-500 calorie deficit).

Track Intake:

Breakfast: 2 eggs (140 calories), 1 slice of whole-grain toast (70 calories), 1 apple (95 calories).

Lunch: Grilled chicken salad (300 calories).

Dinner: Baked salmon (350 calories), steamed vegetables (100 calories).

Snacks: Greek yogurt (150 calories), almonds (100 calories).

Total: 1,305 calories for the day.

By consistently tracking your caloric intake and staying within your target range, you can effectively manage your weight and reach your health goals.