I'd be so grateful for help talking myself out of a rut!
I always used to be somewhere between a size 8 and 10 and a healthy' weight according to BMI (which I know is a flawed measure). I was definitely always a bit of an untoned 'skinny fat' person, as a past boyfriend once kindly put it... Then came the cliches: a happy relationship with my now-DH where I relaxed into bad eating habits, work stress, having a child... I started 2026 as officially obese and pretty unhappy with myself.
I started Slimming World earlier this year, lost 3.5 stone relatively easily (fast at the start, then slow and steady), and am officially a healthy BMI again. Felt loads better and way more confident, although am still about 1.5 stone off my ideal weight (which I've picked out as a weight in the lower half of the healthy BMI and at which my favourite clothes would be likely to fit again).
Almost no one has noticed my weight loss though, which I think speaks to the aforementioned skinny fat thing and perhaps to my success at covering myself up at my largest.
I've just been on a camping holiday with family and friends - a lot of sitting around in the sun and trips to the beach. I've had a lovely time but my newfound body confidence has plummeted. I still don't look nice in a bikini. It has also reminded me that when I used to be objectively fairly slim, I still didn't like how I looked or feel comfortable in my own skin. Now I have new stretch marks and the effects of ageing to add into the mix.
It has left me with a sense that I'll never look good enough and that all my efforts have been a bit pointless. Feeling seriously demotivated and have put on a few pounds in the last fortnight through holiday indulgence and lack of effort.
I know that it's still good to have lost weight regardless for health reasons alone. I know that I won't usually be half naked in front of people in day to day life. I also know that if I want to be more toned, I need to break my lifetime determination to avoid strength training (have always been happy doing cardio like running and very long walks but find the gym terrifying and have lacked the discipline for home workouts).
It feels like I'm at a crossroads where I could so easily let the progress slip away. I'm also annoyed that I was naive enough to tie my self esteem to the scales, forgetting that losing weight doesn't magically cure self-esteem issues.
Oh, and I've had more people purving on me lately, which I suppose I could choose to take as a self-esteem boost but which has left me feeling angry and miserable and missing the invisibility I enjoyed when I was larger. I've always hated most male attention and found it hard to cope with in a confident manner - it has always left me feeling sort of guilty and grubby. So that's another thing.