Friday, January 08, 2010
There's a trick to my scale that involves where you place your feet. If you step squarely in the middle of the two foot pads you get one weight. If you squinch your feet close together you get a different, lighter weight. There are other scale tricks too, like, going to the bathroom first and weighing early in the morning and taking off your shoes ... do you have any idea how heavy shoes are?
Of course. This is not news to anyone here on SP. We all know all sorts of tricks about scales because scales and their accusing or admiring numbers have played such a big part in our lives. In fact, I sometimes think of my scale as a bad boyfriend. A lover who insults you in front of your family and then looks blankly up and says "Well. It's the truth, isn't it?"
that's why I've learned to play that little trick on my scale - to make him say something that isn't true - so then I can answer that snotty question with "No. It's not the truth."
Well. I have never continued a relationship with a person who played mean mind games with me. I reject unhealthy relationships much more quickly than I do unhealthy physical habits. And this year I have decided to break up bad relationships with things like Mr. Ice Cream Box and, this week, with Mr. Scale.
A bit of back story now - when I joined SP I didn't really want to know the truth - and I ceratinly didn't want to hear it from Mr. S. So I squinched my feet together and accepted the lowest weight I could trick him into giving me. Then, each week, I'd do the same - figuring directional movement and proportions would be relatively true.
Fast forward to Wednesday night, when I realized how unhealthy ( really I want to say how sick ) this relationship was, as I faced my Thursday morning weigh-in and a decision was made. I am divorcing Mr. Scale. But, like a divorce where there are children, I know I'll have to see him now and then. To make our visits as brief and as infrequent as possible I plan to weigh only once a month and I plan to weigh with my feet squarely planted on those foot pads. Though I can't say Mr. S is no longer a part of my life, I can state emphatically - he is no longer a part of my DAILY life.
Instead I plan to keep on seeing Mr. Nutrition Tracker with whom I have a much healthier relationship. He helps me along the way with suggestions of nutrition packed meals and opportunities to hydrate. He makes no statements about me in humiliating ways - such as "Good Lord, Woman! Do you realize you weigh a gazillion pounds!"
Instead he says "Congratulations! You've met your goals in calcium (or protein or, one day, potassium!)" I think Mr. NT and I will have a wonderful relationship together.
As for Mr. Scale. We'll get together for supervised visitation once a month but other than that we are through.
Oh! And I did take a walk yesterday and what did I see?
What is that speck up in that tree?
Yep. King of Birds - ready to soar. Just like me!!!
Thursday, January 07, 2010
I don't know what other's have planned for their off days but I am definitely not giving up all that luscious extra time the weekend offers for really working out. I have scheduled Thursdays as my "off" day, which doesn't mean I won't take a walk, but it does mean it will be a liesurely one that involves strolling around outdoors, enjoying the sights.
Because I intend to get in 30 minutes of movement 7 days a week. some days I'll move really vigorously. Some days I'll give it a good effort. But one day a week I intend to just move. And that's today. And boy am I looking forward to it. It's a clear cold day today and I've already packed my lunch. I will dine at noon and then head out for a stroll around town. I think I'll take my camera. Who knows .... maybe there will be a pretty photo to post tomorrow.
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
In a SP article by Nancy Howard last February, www.dailyspark.com/blog.asp?post=how
_soon_can_you_expect_to_see_a_change , she wrote the following: "... sadly, for many, it may take as long as six weeks for the changes to become visible on the scale and even longer in the mirror. "
and again I had that feeling that SP is my psychic friend. I admit it - I am already prowling around for evidence and proof and results after only a few days of healthy living. I'm dreaming of what I'll feel like and planning what I'll wear and imagining what I'll look like and getting a tremendous rush of excitement about it.
And tomorrow I'm going to step on that scale and if it hasn't moved down ...or what if it's gone up?!? ... after all, I'm asking my muscles to really work hard ... they may be bathed in extra fluids as they recover from the efforts they're making and I may weigh more than I did last week!! Horrors!
And how I react to that number will have an enormous effect on me. typically I'd be pretty depressed about it and typically I would not exactly go on a bender, but I'd probably try to comfort myself by saying "well, you knew you were from a fat family anyway, honey ... why keep trying to do the impossible?" And even if I gritted my teeth with determination and plowed ahead with my good efforts, a little evil whisperer would be taunting me all week so that if an opportunity to slip in a little piece of candy or maybe have one more slice of buttered bread came along, well, it would be only a little bit, right? And I'd been good, hadn't I? I'd kept on trying even if the scale hadn't been my friend, right?
Once again - looking for quick results in a world that already gives us instant oatmeal, super glue and automatic shut-off valves.
so how am I going to combat this? What can I hold on to that won't feel like fingernails gripping the edge of a cliff?
Well - first of all there's the above quote ...
I could give myself 6 weeks before expecting to see the scale move. Like an aircraft carrier - that could take as much as 4-10 miles to turn around at sea - I could just accept that I won't "see" any results till mid February - and should I see any before than, they'd be a bonus.
Second - there's another quote from Ms. Howard. "...It isnít what we do or donít do every now and then that keeps us from our goals, but what we consistently do or donít do that will eventually get us to our goals."
Yeah. Consistency. Now that is something I really can hold on to - not in a desperate Grip-0-Death but really sink my fingers into and hold on tight with confidence and that sense of rightness. I will pick one thing to be completely and utterly consistent about for the next 6 weeks ... 5 now and see what the results are. And that one thing is the daily exercise of the SP Bootcamp.
Mind now - I intend to keep working with the nutrition tracker and the SP menus and recipes, but my devotion is going to be to reaching a lifestyle goal of 7 hours of exercise a week.
I love how exercise makes me feel and in spite of everything I've already written today, I actually am seeing results from just 3 days of steady and varied exercise. I feel calmer. I feel more confident. I feel happier. I feel stronger. I love feeling muscles adjust to demands. In truth - I am feeling great.
And I want this to be part of every day for the rest of my life. So for the next 5 weeks plus a day or two I will really focus on daily exercises and see if I can reach the first stage of that long term goal.
and after that I'll look to the scale goals ..hmmm?
May you all reach your own goals whatever they may be!
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
I am really loving the structure of bootcamp - but my butt and thighs are a little sore today. And I'm having to change my plans, since my tuesday step class has been canceled.
So - Step Class at home ... uh... in oh la ... in 3 minutes ago. And stability ball upper body workout at the gym after work. woops. I'm seeing now what kind of real changes will have to be made if I'm really going to get in daily exercise! Looks like computer time is going to have to yield to body time.
Monday, January 04, 2010
That" dress is now my profile photo - in part because I thought y'all might want to see it, but mostly to keep it always before me as a reminder of what I am aiming for.
I did more than that, though. Yesterday I pulled "That" dress out of the drawer where it's been stored for - oh - what? - 1990? 20 years? My goodness! Yes! ...
And I showed to my husband (a man singularly disinterested in women's clothing) and began telling him the story of "That" dress.
I made it myself from fabric I bought at the G-Street Fabric Shop's mother store in Maryland. We'd gone to visit my mother in law in the late winter or early spring. I'd gone shopping in that wonderland of fabric and picked out a length of this marvelous flowered cotton. I remember showing it to Grandma and her asking me what I was going to make with it. I knew exactly what I'd make - for I had a favorite dress pattern with both slim or full skirt options. I knew the dropped waist would lengthen my torso making me appear even more slender. I knew I already had the perfect flat round buttons to pick up the maroon in the roses. I remember the delicious anticipation of knowing just how the dress was going to turn out.
I told DH about wearing this dress and always feeling special in it. I wore it to a flower garden party at Katherine Neale's magnificent river house. She was one of the most noted gardeners in my community and many of the flowers in my own garden came from her. I remember at that party sampling one or two dainty morsels from the refreshment table and them wandering off to chat with other sun-dress bedecked ladies, young and old, scattered about the lawn like so many ambulatory blossoms.
Both Grandma and Katherine Neale are gone now and I miss them terribly. A tee tiny bit - I miss being that 37 year old "young thing" from 1990.
It's a lot of heritage for a dress to encompass - but this is a sturdy fabric, well seamed and perfectly finished. "That" dress can stand up to it. And by golly - I want to be in it again.
I was curious to see just how wide the waist was ... and took a photo of that too - 16 inches across, so, 32 inches around. With 2 inches for ease, it will fit a 30 inch waist. I have 6 inches to loose if I want to button that dress up again.
Pulling that dress out was a good thing to do. Sharing what it means to me with my DH was even better. He, too, wants to lose some Bad-For-Him poundage this winter and telling him about the dress prompted him to tell me what he would like to accomplish. This means I will get a LOT less friction from him if our meals seem a little skimpy or too "healthy".
In fact - we vowed that I would wear this dress and he would wear those 36" pants again and we would host a party in our favorite duds!
And so - here it is - Day 2 of bootcamp. Yesterday's workout was fun and vigorous. I've scheduled Monday's and Fridays as medium intensity workouts. Tuesday, Saturdays and Sundays are high intensity workouts. Wednesday I want to take a Yoga class and Thursday will be my rest day - a leisurely walk with the dogs out to the 1 mile point and back or - if the weather is wickedly bad - around the track at the gym or maybe nothing. Thursday is the day off day.
Wishing you all success in your efforts and may we each be able to wear our own "That" dress.
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