One lab slip in January and I'm finally taking this seriously

Saturday at 11:40 AM 1252 views 7 posts

Ten years of being the funny big friend, the one who never said no to seconds. And honestly? I liked my life. I liked my body fine. Then my yearly physical in January came back with a couple of numbers my doctor circled twice, and I sat in the parking lot for twenty minutes before I could drive home. Not because I was scared exactly — because I realized I'd been avoiding looking at anything for a long time.

So since Feb 3 it's been boring stuff: 8,000 steps five days a week, sparkling water instead of the afternoon soda, actual protein at breakfast instead of just coffee. Seven weeks in, down 14 pounds, and the jeans from 2022 button again without the lie-down-on-the-bed trick.

The part nobody warned me about: I don't miss the old version of me, I miss not thinking about food all day. Does the mental math ever quiet down for you all? I'm still counting everything twice.

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That parking-lot moment—oof, I’ve been there. What helped me was making the first habit stupidly small instead of overhauling everything. I tracked three columns on a sticky note: veggies at lunch, a 10-minute walk, lights out by 11. Seeing 4/7 made me want 5/7, and the tiny wins added up. What’s one habit you could make almost too easy this week? And is there something you already enjoy—podcast, coffee, call with a friend—you could pair it with? You don’t have to become a different person overnight. Cheering you on.

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God, the parking lot. I did mine in a Walgreens lot with the engine off and my phone in my hand, googling “how bad is 5.8” like WebMD was gonna hand me a trophy. I’ve done the lose-regain thing twice—once white-knuckling it, once with a little chemical help—and both times the regain started the second I went back to being the funny big friend who never said no. No wisdom here. Just: what’s the first thing you’re changing that doesn’t feel like punishment? For me it was not eating standing up over the sink. Stupid, but it stuck.

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That parking-lot freeze is so real. Mine was a different circled number, but same feeling — like the version of me who was fine got a note home from school. What actually helped was stupid small: I took a photo of every plate for two weeks and wrote one word after it (heavy, fine, still hungry). No calorie app, no scale. The photos were humbling, then weirdly reassuring. I’d lost 60, regained 40, and I’m back at it too. Not pretending I’ve cracked it, but tracking the before/after feeling instead of just the number kept me from quitting by day four. Was it one lab or a cluster that got you?

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Night shift here too. That parking lot moment is real. What helped me wasn’t some big plan. I tracked two things for a week: when I ate and how I slept. Turned out I was eating a full “dinner” at 4am, then wondering why noon felt like garbage. I moved my main meal earlier, kept water at my station, stopped keeping snacks in the car. Boring stuff. What does your night schedule look like? That’s where I’d start.

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Tbh man, the parking lot sit. Been there — except mine was a gas station after a conference, eating pretzels and pretending I was fine. I travel most weeks, so my only real trick is a hotel-room “snack drawer amnesty”: I don’t unpack the airport snacks, I leave them in the bag. If I’m gonna eat them, I have to physically dig past the laptop charger, and apparently I’m lazy enough for that to work. Also, I take a dumb photo of every plate at a hotel breakfast. Not counting anything, just seeing it later is weirdly sobering. What’s your one road-food setup that always gets you — airport lounge, drive-thru, or the 10 p.m. hotel lobby cookies?

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Man, the parking lot moment. Mine was after my own lab slip, and I just sat there listening to a podcast I couldn’t hear. With two kids, dinner is chaos, so the only thing I could control was the snack drawer. I moved crackers to a high cabinet and put cheese sticks, grapes, and popcorn where I actually see them. Also stopped finishing their abandoned nuggets—that was a lot of mindless bites. Are you picking one number to focus on first, or just trying to make the whole thing feel less overwhelming?