Keto fam! This is my wife’s #ketotransformationtuesday. She was scared to do the posting herself, so I’m doing so on her behalf(with her permission). Leticia was diagnosed with #PCOS in March of 2015. She began to rapidly gain weight toward the end of January 2015 and by February 2015 we knew something was not quite right. We hadn’t been eating especially unhealthy and she was gaining pounds way too quick. After her PCOS diagnosis we tried several different ways of eating(vegetarian, juicing, paleo) and none worked. The picture on the left is two weeks prior to starting Keto. She was fluctuating between 160-175 pounds(she’s 4’11”, meaning that weight is dangerous on her frame), and had hormonal issues with her pcos. The picture on the right was last week. She fluctuates between 145-155 and is working on it all the time. Her hormones are much more stable. She’s always struggled with her body image, but as a bystander it’s been amazing to see her confidence bloom throughout this year whilst on keto. PS. I fully expect some negative comments bc that’s the world we live in, but please be kind. She’s a real human working on real progress. She’s the kindest soul I’ve ever know. If you have something negative to add, save it; I’ll just delete it anyways. #keto#transformationtuesday .
I went to @awcanada for dinner last night, ordered a lettuce wrapped ‘56 Papa burger and a side of sweet potato fries. the burger was so good! My spouse and I loved the homemade taste it had. 👍 I’m going through some heartbreak right now and gave 0 fucks about eating carbs last night. 😭
Being fat is hard. I feel like people used to judge me before they even got to know me. It’s weird when I go to the store now and I feel like people actually make eye contact with me. I never realized how much they didn’t before. I started this journey to reclaim my health and to feel good about myself along the way. I told myself I wasn’t going to ever let the scale control me. The truth of the matter is that it does and it always has. It changes my opinion of myself within seconds. I think seeing a physical number on the scale makes me feel accomplished, but there is so much more to it than that. The blood work doesn’t lie. My baggy clothes don’t either. I’m making it my goal in February to not be consumed by the scale and to just learn a healthy balance and to just live my life.