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Here is a summary of my weightloss story🧡

I will make another post about how I eat soon🌻

My weight has been an issue for me my entire life. Growing up ive always been the funny fat one who hated physical aticity more than anything. In fact, I could cry my self to sleep if I knew we were going to have gym the next day. I got physically sick if we had mandatory activities.

When I was 15 I found out I have PCOS (cysts on the ovaries, which fucks up your hormones and makes it easy to gain weight and a lot of other stuff) and a nutritionist was going to help me lose weight for the first time. I was 84 kg and ready for change. She gave me a strict diet, telling me what to eat every single day down to the gram. It was horrible and super effektive. I lost 20kg in 5 months, without working out. But I didnt learn anything about how to eat like a normal person and it only worked like a temporary cure. I moved out from home, started "cooking" my own food, started drinking, and so over time I gained 30kg🎉

So there I was. 96kg at162cm. Miserable and unhealthy.

Summer of 2012 I had a power moment. I decided that enough was enough and I joined a gym and threw out all the unhealthy food in my apartment. At the gym I spent 30 minutes on the treadmill and 30 minutes on random machines. I was doing research on how I should eat, tried many different diets and it was effektive. One day  my dear friend Mari showed me how to deadlift, squat and benchpress. And we noticed I was getting strong faster than my friends, and after some time discovered powerlifting excisted. What an amazing sport! Being active, lifting heavy shit, pushing your self and just feeling so strong and confident!

In 2015, after some yoyo weightloss, I contacted @coachsvein aka @styrkebror. Very smart💥 at this point I weighed arround 80kg.

He helped me learn about calories and food og made a workout program for me.  (this is also when I learnt that you dont have to do cardio to lose weight😍)

Summer of 2016 I qualified for nationals. I weighed 70kg. And started thinking about trying to reach the 63kg class and go for the current squat record of 17,5kg. The dream started.

But somewhere a long the road I lost my self. My mind was messed up. Everything was about numbers. My bodyweight, calories, waistline and what I was lifting. I became obsessed and I let these numbers define me as a person.  I was miserable on the inside.

To paint a picture of how bad it was, when I went on vacation to Albania, I got up at 7am every day to go for a fucking run. Even tho ai hated every step. I felt guilty for everything I ate, lifted weights daily and it was just horrible. This is not how a vacation should feel.

I will never forget the feeling when I got home and weighed my self and realised I would not make it to 63kg in time for nationals. I cried for hours and barely got out of bed. I felt like a complete failure.

I took some time off work and tried to pick my self up again.

When i competed in nationals in october 2016 i came in 4th in - 72kg and I was very happy with this. But the dream off 63kg class was still there.

February 2017 at regionals I was 69kg, and not mentally healthy at all. I meal prepped, counted calories, declined social events and would punish my self I thought I ate too much.

March 2017 I found out I was accepted to volunteer in Zambia for a year, where I knew I would have to let go of control. So I started there and then. It felt like a huge weight off my shoulders that I wouldnt have to complete or think about weight.

August 2017 I left for Zambia. 75kg.

Zambia was like a reboot. No one cared about any of my numbers. Gaining weight and being called fat was a good thing. I had to eat what I was given by my host family. I partied a lot. I worked out 4 times a week. I gained another 10kg

So summer of 2018 I came home. I had managed to keep a lot of my strength and I weighed 85kg. I knew I wanted to lose weight again. But this time I was going to do it in a healthy way that would last.

The fact is Ive lost 22 kg since july18, at the same time Ive been keeping my strength and getting stronger in all lifts. Ive eaten candy, chocolate, ice cream or pizza every time I really felt like it. Ive have had one to many beers when I wanted.

and to be honest it hasnt been really hard

Ive focused on the long term weightloss and everyday healthy habits. No calories or cm counted. Tho I have to mention that Im happy I learned how to count it, cause it taught me a lot about what I eat and helped me understand it better. But I never want to do it again.

So what did I do?

🌻Choosing to get enough sleep, aka keep a bedtime, no matter how good that serie on Netflix is

🌻 Walk a lot through out the day, normally arround 15000 steps

🌻Eat a lot of vegetables and fruit, which keeps me full and happy

🌻I eat when I can feel that Im hungry, not when I planned to

🌻 When I choose to eat high calorie food, I make some changes the other part of the day so I dont get way too many calorie. Also I try to never feel guilty. Regret is a choice. I wanted it. I ate it. Its done. Now keep going and make the next choices according to your goal.

🌻I have weighed my self every day, which I think has been so frikkin smart. It has made me more relaxed when the numbers shift, it has showed me the progress over long time, and it has showed me that Im in control, without be coming obsessed.

Now I am stronger than ever. Both physically and mentally.

Like I said, my weight has been an issue for me for my entire life and Im pretty sure it always will be at some level. But it doesnt control me, my decisions, my mood or my life. Yes, there are hard days or moments where my mindset is challenged, but they pass. Cause I work on it.

Im sharing this cause people have told me my honesty has helped in the past. Maybe it can help someone again.

And if you thought this was the longest story of your life, just imagine what @coachsvein has been through for the last 4,5 years. I think ive told him every detail about every feeling regarding these things. He has helped me so much and given so much of his time to me. Free of charge. And I would truly NEVER ever be where I am today if it wasnt for him. Thank you for never quitting on me❤️

Thanks for reading❤️

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Mandag stakk me til Livingstone for åvære turister! Men latskapen slo inn så heile tirsdag låg vi med bassenget og solte oss og bada. På kvelden blei det ein tur på David Livingstone for solnedgang og happy hour med svenske Anna. Planen var at eg og Siri skulle på safari i Botswana på onsdag, men DUMME meg glømte passet mitt i Choma. Så då stakk Solvor og Siri istede og eg hadde min første dag åleine siden begynnelsen av desember. Eg trente, chilla, spiste god mat og bare hadde det fint.

Torsdag var det klart for 17. Mai!!!! Alle tre er veldig glade i norsk 17. Mai, some var litt skeptiske til korleis det ville bli. Eg syns me ordna det meget bra. Me begynte dagen med ein tur til Victoria Falls der me blei klissvåt. Så var det tilbake til lodgen for å pynte oss og spise brunch. Kristina og Benedicte fiksa vafler, mens me stile med hot dog og champis så det blei veldig bra. Ein random nordmann og to dansker Joina feiringa så det var god stemning.

Etterpå stakk me på boatcruise nes Zambezi river for å se solnedgangen og spise grillmat. Veldig fint og enda bedre stemning siden det var åpen bar.

Etterpå gjekk me på ein lokal uteplass og dansa natten bort!

Fredag var me rimelig slitne så me chilla mye. På kvelden var det happy hour og pizza på waterfront med venner. Gøy!

Lørdag var avreisedagen til Siri det var lite spennende å melde annet enn et trist adjø. Heldigvis bare en mnd til me sees igjen då!

I dag, søndag, har eg og Solvor bare solt oss, vært på marked og spelt kort. No har me dusja og eg har ikkje vært så rein og fresh siden august. Planen er å møtte svensker og nordmenn for å grille på ein fiskefarm. Styggelig hyggelig. I mårgo reiser Sol og eg setter snuten tilbake mot Choma for mine siste tre veker der. Sjukt.

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Sunset cruise

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Matchende klær og flagg fungerer som bunad ✌🏼

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17.mai frokost 🇳🇴🎉🥂

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Bedre middag

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Fin dag

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Mandag - tirsdag - onsdag = eksamen og trening. Onsdag blei den lever og eg har aldri vært så lykkelig for å være ferdig med ein eksamen før. Dette var det siste, eg er rimelig sikker på at eg står så HAPPY ME! Ville slutte på studiet under første eksamen, så dette var et lite under.

Torsdag reiste eg til Livingstone for å hente Siiwiiiiiii! Gjekk knirkefritt og me chilla og catchet opp det siste nye i kvarandre liv resten av dagen. Fredag skulle me egentlig til Choma, men Raymond overbeviste oss om å bli for å dra ut fordi det er den store utedagen k Livingstone, noe me gjorde. Lite visste eg at det var bare fordi Siri og Solvor hadde planlagt å få oss til å bli værende ei ekstra natt fordi Solvor skulle dukke opp lørdags ettermiddag.

Så der sitter eg og aner fred og ingen fare, før Solvor kommer vandrende inn på backpacken. Hei, sjokk og gledestårer. Veldig gøy overaskelse! Så chiller me, før me blir henta og reiser til Choma. Der går me seff ut siden det er det eineste som går ann å gjøre. Søndag er det litt sightseeing på jakt etter apekatter og fine bildeplasser, middag hos mor og vandring i gater. Kvelden blir brukt på Choma hotel med biljard og kos. Mandag er mye likt før me reise tilbake til Livingstone for å være ekte turister i noen dager!

Eg storkoser meg med besøk og tiden flyr sammen med pengene 💸

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Middag hos mor

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Fineste feiteste Fatima (egentlig Taonga)

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Besøk i mor sin butikk

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Siri og mor knuste meg og Solvor i biljard

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