Weight loss and statistics

I’m a huge fan of Google Trends, and one thing I recently stumbled upon are the stats on how and when people research the phrase “weight loss” on Google. The graph below shows the phrase’s trend pattern in the last ten years.
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How crazy is this graph? Every deep drop is right around December, and every steep incline is January. Literally, every single one, year after year. It’s crazy to think how much “New Year’s Resolutions” impact us as human beings.

Next, I compared the phrases “diet” and “weight loss”, and got a similar outcome.

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Interest drops in December, when people are surrounded by food, peaks in January when they’ve overeaten for a month, and then peaks again slightly in May, right before summer season where it plateaus for a couple of months before dropping again.

Just goes to show, we as humans, are pretty darn predictable.

Until next time,
PositivelyCurvy

 

 

 

Get out of my face.

I am so upset.

Hear me out, I had a great morning. I woke up at 7 without an alarm, I did a 10 minute guided meditation (which was based on body love and acceptance), I went to the gym at 9 am, and I just got home at 10:45. I had a pretty good workout, and after all of this I should be thrilled – yet I’m beyond annoyed.

Upon finishing my cool-down cardio, I headed into the locker room to grab all my stuff and get ready to head home. In the locker room there are two women in their thirties having a chat, so I politely walk around them (minding my own damn business) and start packing my stuff away. Next thing I hear is that the one lady says, “Yeah, I used to look like this girl but now I lost 10 kg (18lbs)”. I immediately turn around and they’re both looking at me, to which I absolutely lose it. It took me a while to say something. I’m usually pretty quiet and I tend to avoid conflict because I don’t need unnecessary negativity in my day.

While I was gathering my thoughts and packing up the rest of my bag she starts saying “Oh, but I have the perfect diet and it works so quick and-” to which I cut her off with “Great, I’m so happy that you lost 18 lbs, but I’ve lost 60lbs and I don’t need to hear about your diet”.

Her jaw dropped a bit, she immediately got embarrassed and said “great job” and whatnot. I walked out with a smile and said goodbye to which they both tried to act casual and say bye back. What the heck was the point of that conversation? She literally body-shamed me to make herself look good. What, was I supposed to look at her body and think to myself that I, too, could look like that one day? Right.

I work on my body and my health every day. I don’t do crash diets, I nourish it, I work out 5 times a week, and I’m pretty set with my lifestyle. I’m so fed up with insecure women that will literally do anything to make themselves feel better. She doesn’t know anything about me, not even my name. Maybe I have an illness that made me put on weight, and maybe I’ve worked harder than she has her whole life, to lose the weight that I’ve lost.

I’m about to make myself a protein-packed post-workout meal. You, pathetic lady, can take your crash diet get out of my face asap.

Clearly fed-up,
PositivelyCurvy