I'm technically Obese.

Let's start with talking about the unreasonable expectations of society. When I say unjustified expectations of the community, I mean the ones we think culture imposes on women. In many ways, we say that it's others who, on the whole, are trying to get us to change, but more often, we are making those judgments ourselves for their sake. I don't think other people think about others as often as we think they do. That being said, I have recently been battling some health concerns, and one of those concerns is obesity.

That's right; I am obese. My nightmare is that I have about 33% body fat, mostly in my trunk, and it's tough to lose. The cut-off for obesity is 32%, so I am above the threshold. So for the last four months, with the help of my husband, who is like 14% body fat at this present time, I have been able to come up with a plan to drop this fat. This plan includes two workouts with weights and a day or two of cardio. Surprisingly more manageable than I was expecting. Weightlifting is super effective, but we would have to take it easy since my body was very stressed from the last couple of months of work.

I took a mineral and heavy metals test using a hair sample to determine that. This test comes with a health consult, and I can discuss the results. The calcium in my hair was over 100, which according to this health manager, meant my body was VERY stressed. My husband, the health guru he is, had already guessed this. The other results showed that my body was low on all trace minerals and heavy on aluminum in my system. Therefore, we had to stop using aluminum foil in cooking, and I couldn't drink from aluminum cans. After reading the water report for our area, we also decided to invest in a fancy water filter to help filter out these harmful metals and toxins. We also put filters in our shower and bathtub. The water can leech through your skin and cause problems too.

So after determining the water was safe, and our cooking habits were taken care of, I went to an internist. I had a complete workup done and, eventually, a GI specialist to make sure my celiac was under control.

My body behaved within its functional space as much as possible, minus being low on zinc and vitamin D. These are simple fixes. I had no more way out and had to do the work.

I have to attend the gym twice a week and put in the work. I have to keep track of the protein I am intaking to make sure I can build more muscle. If there is more muscle, there is more calorie burn. I included a photo of my results. As you can see, I fluctuate quite a bit, but overall I've put on 3 lbs of muscle in four months of work. It's been challenging and tedious sometimes, but it will be worth it when my body fat percentage is finally down.

I recently started taking oral NAD, a magic molecule that inhabits the body and declines with age. After reading about a unique clinical trial on NAD tablets, I decided to try it out. NAD can significantly help build skeletal muscle mass and loss body fat. That is right up my alley. After trying the NAD, I will test a peptide called MOTS-C that takes the athletic world by storm. I will write more on that soon.

My point was to tell the tale of a skinny fat girl, aka me, and let others know that the weight on the scale isn't who you are. Who you are is much more than that. I know I have my bad days, and I wrote this as a letter to myself to remember not to quit. I want to live to be old and thrive, not just survive. Therefore, my work will only help me be stronger in the long run. Wish me luck!