Sunday, August 15, 2010
Yesterday I hit the 13-pound-loss-mark. I was so excited. I could now say aloud that I had lost thir-TEEN pounds. No longer was I in the single digits, nor in the paltry early double digits that had solitary names of their own, not cool enough to be part of "The Group." I, however, had just joined the "Teen" group and I was ecstatic.
You can only imagine my elation when I stepped onto the scale this morning and discovered that I had lost 14 (excuse me, four-TEEN) pounds. I was laughing, clapping my hands and, dignity not withstanding, almost jumping up and down with glee, recognizing that the next single solitary pound I shed would put me at 15- FIFTEEN- XV pounds gone. I would be at an even multiple of five, I could post an "I lost 15 pounds" Spark icon on my page, I could tell people I had lost 15 pounds and watch their faces take on a "Sure, probably less" expression as they heard the round number issue from my mouth.
How is it possible to be this excited about a mundane event that ump-TEEN people experience every day? Obviously, maturity does not necessarily accompany aging.
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
I'm going to try eating differently for one month. I want to increase my monthly weight loss by 50%. This is very do-able, as I've only been losing one pound a week. During the month of August, I'm going to eat five 250 calorie meals a day for a total of 1250 calories. This planned calorie count is not much different from what it has been; my range has been 1200 -1475. I have been eating a reasonable percentage of this at each meal and snack to stay within my range, but if I'm not careful enough this can leave me with a deficit by the end of the day and sending me to bed hungry where I toss and turn until, eventually, I get up and get something to eat so I can go to sleep.
This month I'm going to adjust portion size each time before I eat to make sure there are 250 calories in the meal. Doing this five times a day will allow for three meals, a snack and a bedtime reserve, and, for one month, I will be eating 1250 calories daily instead of somewhere between 1200 and 1475 or more.
I'm hoping this will shake things up sufficiently to lose six pounds this month and move on to a two pound per week loss afterward. Wish me luck.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
The plateau I've been on since June 20 finally broke. I went down a pound! Thank you, Spark Friends, who encouraged and reassured me while I was experiencing frustration and disappointment. I expect to react differently the next time I "plateau." As goofy as this may sound, I was becoming fearful that that next pound just wasn't going away, and, obviously, if it didn't go, neither could any that had to follow it. Reminding myself that ANYONE would lose weight over time when calories burned exceeded calories consumed kept my logic on course, but, as illogical as it sounds, I feared that for some reason my body was defying that law when, no matter what I did, that pound just hung on. I might have given up but for the encouragement of my friends on Spark.
Thank you all. Why that persistent pound hung on like it did, I don't know, but when I plateau in the future, as will undoubtedly happen, I will just be patient and smile, knowing that that pound, too, shall pass.
Monday, July 12, 2010
I've hit a plateau. I've increased exercise and adjusted caloric intake, but haven't lost a pound since June 20. Frustration is beginning to hinder my efforts. I didn't expect to hit a plateau this soon. (I started SP May 1st). I'm going to completely change my exercise regimen as SP suggests to shake things up and see if that gets things moving again.
I just checked my Report Page and saw that, while I haven't lost any weight in three weeks, I have doubled the speed and incline and increased my time on the treadmill by 50% since I started. There is progress! I really want to see the number on the scale go down, but I started the program in order to increase my fitness level and that is happening! I'll just consider the eight pounds lost so far as a bonus to the actual goal I'm achieving, and look forward to additional bonus pounds lost as my fitness level continues to improve.
Thank you SP for this wonderful program!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
When I signed up with SparkPeople I set what I and health authorities considered to be the reasonable goal of losing two pounds per week. If I succeeded, I would be at my goal weight, forty-seven pounds lighter, only two days after my first envisioned date. Not bad. I had a plan.
The first four pounds melted away right on schedule and I started thinking about the new dress I would be wearing at my daughter's wedding in October. Speedbump. The fifth pound wouldn't budge. Oh, well. A new dress would look just as good sitting down to dinner on Turkey Day, and we have to be patient with these things, don't we? I continued with the program, but number 5 was a tough one. It wouldn't let go. I became discouraged, gained two pounds back, lost one, gained it back, increased my daily exercise, and still, it wouldn't leave. I stepped hopefully onto the scale every morning only to be disappointed. Nada.
Christmas Brunch? A dress would be pretty then, except that at my house we're all bushy-headed and still in pajamas for that event. I panicked. This had to be do-able. People all over the world lose weight all the time. I began hovering over the computer, reading the blogs, looking at the weight tickers, all proclaiming that, "I lost 100 pounds!" If all these people did that, surely I could get rid of Ugly Number Five. I had forty-three more pounds to lose and nothing was going to happen with them until this one hit the road.
I'm not a quitter. I took action and hit the Spark Panic Button with no idea what to expect but figured, "What the hey, it can't hurt." A coach responded almost immediately, (wow!) and tactfully reminded me that I'd only been at this a month. That was a fact of which I'd lost sight (I panic easily about such things; floods, tornadoes, car crashes, etc. are all handled calmly by a sane woman, but let something like not meeting my weight loss goal come around and I am overwhelmed by feelings of inadequacy and failure). No, I hadn't met my goal this first month. I had failed (had to concede something to the dark side) at losing two pounds per week, but I was four pounds lighter than when I started. I looked again at those "I Lost 100 Pounds!" postings, and trudged on.
You can probably guess what came next. Big, Bad, Ugly Number Five fled the scene, recognizing that he didn't stand a chance against the formidable spirit of a woman wanting to look pretty for her daughter's wedding. I laughed, I howled, I lost another pound that moved me down into the next "decade" of numbers on the scale. I calmed down. I returned to my normal routine and housework. I bent down to remove a pot from the bottom rack of the dishwasher. I smiled. With my head stuck in between the plates, silverware and grandkids' Sippy cups I enjoyed one of life's sweet moments. My pants weren't tight.
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