I'm Margaret and I’m 67 years old.
If you had told me a few months ago that I’d be writing about how I lost weight without exercising or starving myself...
I would’ve laughed and said, “Honey, that's B.S. and not possible.”
For years I battled with my weight. I told myself it was just “part of getting older.”
My metabolism slowed, my joints ached, my health deteriorated, my marriage went downhill, and I constantly felt tired and depressed.
Every morning I’d open my closet and stare at all the clothes I used to love - jeans that used to fit, and blouses I used to wear.
Now they just hung there like ghosts of a younger me...
My doctor told me I needed to lose weight, as I was at risk of getting diabetes and heart disease. But that’s easier said than done when your knees ache and your energy is at rock bottom.
I tried everything - low-carb, no-sugar, walking groups, even those expensive workout programs. Nothing worked. And I wasn't interested in risky surgeries or injections.
I’d lose a few pounds here and there, only to gain them back (plus a few more).
Worse than the weight was the feeling of defeat. I felt like my body had given up on me.
My energy was gone, my mood was low, and I hated seeing my reflection in the mirror.
I remember one morning vividly. I bent down to tie my shoes and had to stop halfway because I was out of breath.
I sat there on the edge of my bed, frustrated and teary-eyed, thinking, “Is this how it’s going to be from now on?”
I felt like no one truly understood what it’s like to be older and trying to lose weight.
That night, I made a promise to myself: if I didn’t find something that worked and felt good, I was done trying.
