Tuesday, May 21, 2013
I've been watching different varieties of shallots and garlic grow in my square foot garden boxes and grow bags. Much like my weight loss, I didn't know they were going to be such slow growers. But the coolest thing was the elephant garlic this week. I had 3 spathes sprout up a couple of weeks ago, and this week they opened, revealing the flowers you see in the photo. My photography doesn't do them justice. They are a pale lavender shade. After I took the picture, I added some to a vegetable juice I made for a snack.
Then they added zing to my avocado/lime/sundried tomato dressing that topped my lunch salad. When I chewed one flower by itself, it had a STRONG bite to it, nothing like what you'd expect from such a pretty little flower. Definitely a surprise.
My journey here at spark people has had those kind of surprising moments when I think, Wow! I never thought of that; or, Okay, I never expected this!
Monday, May 20, 2013
Well, I've finally settled on my goal weight. Last week I found a picture of me in 1971 in my 2nd year of teaching.
I believe I was overweight then at 150 pounds, and the dress was a regular size 16. Sizes have definitely changed because I'm wearing regular size 16 bathing suits right now.
So I'm aiming for 140 pounds, 10 pounds lighter than that weight. I have graduation pics from even earlier times, but those pics aren't vey helpful covered up with cap and gown.
I'll be very happy to get down into the normal range.
I'm also switching my ticker over. I have been motivated seeing the "weight lost" number get bigger. But I think now I can see the possibility of reaching my goal, so I'm looking forward to that downward trend on my SP ticker.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
I've written blogs in the past about the things I felt compelled to share with the world that I was grateful for. I remember being thankful for whoever invented the air conditioner last August. I remember being thankful for my doctor's concerted efforts which gave me back my energy, got rid of tinnitus, migraines, and balance problems after I stopped chemotherapy. I remember being thankful for the full plate diet which helped me see how to eat in a healthy way to lose weight without hunger. I remember being thankful for Spark people being here every day. Just in the last couple of days I wrote somewhere (thought it was a blog, but it's not here) about being thankful for the sunrise that looked like Someone was painting a water color in the sky that morning.
So now, I'm to write about three things I'm grateful for. That's really quite a list already, but I feel like I should update my list. And lest anyone think I'm NOT grateful for family and friends and God and country, I AM. I could probably go on in that vein for a list of 100+ items. No, I'm going to keep this list today focused on why I'm working here at Spark People.
1. First of all I am grateful that this program has gotten me up out of my recliner, out walking morning and evening, and working out in the community pool morning and evening. I no longer sit immobilized in my chair. I recently went shopping for a whole day in between my workouts and lived to model my purchases.
2. I am grateful that Dr. Fuhrman has been brave enough to say what he has learned is true if you want to be healthy. I didn't really want to hear it. For years, I followed an eating plan? that I felt was my right to follow, a gift to myself. I gave myself the right to eat all that stuff. I'll spare you the list, but thanks to Dr. Fuhrman's ideas behind his level 3 plan, I no longer eat anything made with white flour. I am now giving myself the gift of health in every meal. Thanks to him, I no longer want to give myself the gift of obesity, migraines, arthritis, diabetes, artherosclerosis, and cancer. I am grateful that he helped me realize that healthy = happy.
3. I am grateful every time my scale registers another half pound lighter. This morning, tears came to my eyes when it was down a whole pound. I wasn't expecting it. A thyroid issue has almost stalled the weight loss, though I continue my meal plan and fitness plan for my health. This one pound probably means more to me than the other 57 pounds.
Why is that? Well this pound means that I have stayed the course, kept on in the face of weeks with hardly any movement. It was easy to stick to the plan when there was a steady downward trend in the weight department.
It was easy to stick to the plan when health issues were being erased periodically from my "problem list." But it was getting hard to stick to it when the scale remained stoically in place, not budging. It was getting hard to stick to the plan when the thyroid issue was diagnosed and meds still don't appear to be fixing anything. My temperature has actually gone down steadily instead of rising. And all the other measurements I can monitor have remained the same. I kept telling myself that my veins and arteries were clearing out. I kept telling myself my heart was looking younger and younger. I kept telling myself that my brain was thanking me for giving back it's life by clearing out unneeded fat from my skull so there was more room for my brain to do its thing. But I didn't really believe that because my memory is still pretty dodgy.
So that one pound, 4 sticks of butter, was a huge signal. As if,
flashed in neon digital letters on my scale this morning.
4. I know the blog title says Three Things. And that was the outline for it. A. B. C. But I just discovered D. a 4th thing I'm grateful for--the weight tracker here at Spark People. You know how I just said my memory was a little dodgy? Well I decided to see what my weight was on March 26 when my doctor skipped all around the office because I had lost 35 pounds since he had seen me 6 months before. The weight tracker shows I have lost 6.5 pounds since March 26. Not quite the 5 pounds every 3 weeks I had gotten used to, but the scale was definitely NOT stuck in one place for the last 2 months like my dodgy brain was telling me. So, I don't know what my thyroid test score is going to show at the end of the month, but I do think Doc is going to be surprised at my continued weight loss. Maybe I should take him a pogo stick or a hula hoop, at the very least.
Friday, May 10, 2013
Yesterday, I dug out my juicer for the first time in a LONG time. I couldn't find the fiber receptor or the plunger, but I managed to make a cup of fresh carrot juice with a tomato.
Last night at the pool, I looked down at my feet and I looked like I had that carrot tan that ChristinaSP talked about in her blog today.
TODAY, I made the carrot juice again, this time with an apple. And I'm sitting here actually watching my hands and palms turn deep orange. (For those of you who might be scared off by orange skin, it's not so noticeable that someone else would see it and make a comment. But parts of me that used to be pale now have some color.
For me, this creeping orange color is a whack upside the head with a two by four. I drank the juice 45 minutes ago. And already it has moved into all my cells doing its job of working to make every cell in my body get needed micronutrients, and turn me orange.
I WAS eating carrots before, but it appears I wasn't chewing enough.
But consider this. If these orange micronutrients can get into all my cells so quickly and make that kind of noticeable change, think about what the not-so-healthy things are doing each time I eat them, with changes that might not be as noticeable or colorful. But they are changes, all the same. Even if I am eating them in moderation, they are still flowing out to all my cells doing who knows what or where or when?
I'll leave it up to you to decide what those things might be that you really don't want moving into your cells. Personally, I have a long list.
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
How are you all doing?
I thought I had broken through my plateau, but just the top layer eroded away a pound and I appear to be flattened out once more. Not discouraged though.
What I find very weird is that
in my brain I know I have lost 55 pounds.
In my closet I know I have shrunk my clothes 5-6 sizes, depending upon the country where they were constructed.
In the mirror, I catch myself and wonder, "Who IS that?"
In my doctor's lab work, my health is so noticeably better that he's skipping around the office.
In my everyday life, I have so much more energy from not wasting it carrying around all that tonnage.
In my dog's moldable retractable leash, four fingers slip right through up to my thumb where I could only squeeze 3 fingers through it last December.
The front of my winter coat wraps around to where the side seams should be.
In my memory, I can't remember ever being at this low weight.
And I have the quantitative measurements, photos, graphs, etc. that attest to all of it.
So what's weird?
Well, on the inside, sitting here working on the computer, the size of my body still feels the same as it always has, no matter what I weighed.
Don't get me wrong. I also know I'm not at goal yet, have at least 30 pounds to go, perhaps more so I'm not expecting to feel THIN. But inside my skin, I still feel my size is the same as when I started this journey last summer. I'm not sure what I expected it to feel like when I had lost 55 pounds. I do know I never expected to lose those all those pounds.
So maybe that's the real purpose of this plateau. To give me time to come to terms with what this new me feels like. To give me time to shrink my perceptions down to the current me.
I think that will be an important adjustment. Otherwise I could easily put weight back on and never realize it until the whole wardrobe no longer fits.
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