I didn’t begin my journey with Intermittent Fasting on a whim. I had heard about it years ago and brushed it off as an impossibility for myself. Go without food for hours at a time? The very thought was daunting!
Fast Forward to the year coming out of the pandemic. Many of us emerged a little heavier than when we went in. Mercifully, I had maintained my svelte 300 lbs. of course it wavered between 290 and 300 but let’s call it what it is, shall we? I looked no better, I looked no worse, but I certainly felt worse. Lugging around that much weight can be very tiresome. Imagine my skepticism when I started hearing about the drug for diabetes and how it was helping people lose weight. Then they introduced a Semaglutide targeted for people who were obese and had health conditions such as high blood pressure and dangers of being diabetic. Bonus! I fit those categories! My doctor didn’t even hesitate when I asked if I could give it a try, just typed up the prescription on his tablet and voila!
Apparently, I wasn’t the only one reading the news. There was, and possibly still is, a huge shortage for the first dose of the shot. I waited a year and never did get it. My prescription is still sitting in my cart as “pending” for my pharmacy last time I checked.
After that initial first few months I started listening to my brother and how he was having success with his Intermittent Fasting. I chose to try portion control and walking 10,000 steps a day. He lost 2-3 pounds a week, I lost track of the number of times I felt disappointment when the scale wouldn’t move for me. My brother encouraged me to try his method, rather than wait on a “miracle drug” that might only work for a short time, after all, there had been reports that many had plateaued while using it. He said, “Why are you waiting, just forget the drugs and try this. If it doesn’t work, then you can do your own thing.”
I must admit, he was convincing. He was giving me an out if I needed it and all he was asking is that I give the fasting a fair shot. That was last September.
I began my journey with hesitance at 295 lbs.
It is now July; I am still on the journey, and it has become more of a habit now. When I weighed in this morning, I was at 223.4 lbs.
71.6 lbs. in ten months.
Originally my goal weight was 175 lbs., however after doing some research, I may drop that down to 165 lbs. as that is more ideal for my height and body structure.
I have exactly one year to accomplish this. At the end of that year, I intend on taking a cruise with my family. In my head I am calling it my “Victory Celebration Cruise” to celebrate how far this journey has taken me.
I know I can do this!

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