Saturday, September 03, 2011
Families!! You just gotta love 'em! Especially when they're yours, right? But the day to day struggles and squabbles are interesting and challenging sometimes. Sibling rivalry when they're adults? A little tif between daughter and one of her brothers? Annoyances with your spouse, if you have one that you usually get along with? An elderly mother who calls to tell you she fell out of bed--3 days ago??!! What was she thinking??
Then you must add in the responsibilities and expectations of being the good daughter, helpful mother, and loving and caring grandmother, or whatever your life demands. Of course, I wouldn't trade any of it for even a second, because I know only too well how fleeting a loved one's presence is when they're no longer with us.
One thing I've noticed, however, is that when I want or need help, support, and above all, understanding in this journey of a lifetime called weight loss, I turn to my wonderful SparkFriends and Sisters! No one else can truly understand the issues and challenges as they do. No one except those Sisters has been or is where I am. If I need a hug or someone to lean on for a little bit, I know where to go. If I want someone to jump up and down with me because I shed 1/2 pound, I know where to go. If I need or want someone to listen to my woes about getting into those snacks I know I didn't need, I know where to go. If I just want to have a good belly laugh, I know where to go! And, if I am a good Spark Sister, I am there for others, too, because I know how important it is to me to hug and jump and laugh and listen to them, as well--because it helps me to grow as a caring and giving person and makes me feel good to be able to give back (or forward) in a positive and meaningful way.
Thank you Sparkie Sisters and Friends for being there when I need you most!! I couldn't do it without you and I love you all!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
It's time that I blogged about another food challenge that plagues me every time I eat out in a restaurant. In fact, I often avoid eating out, if possible, because I don't trust myself to make good choices. I'm sure some of my SP Friends have similar issues, and it would be so wonderful if everyone would share how you deal with it.
Recently I read a SP article about how to “save” calories when eating out. Some of the ideas were things like not eating the “free” foods that come with a meal (biscuits, bread sticks, garlic bread, etc), ordering water for your beverage, taking half your food home, and skipping dessert. None of these ideas are new to me. I could have written the article (not as well, but I knew the content, at least).
So, how do I apply what I know to the restaurant dining experience? No very well...ever...at all...not even once in a while!!! Last evening was a perfect example. I knew we'd stop for something to eat after attending an afternoon wedding (but not the reception). We happened on a Mexican restaurant and since my husband suggested stopping, I jumped at the chance. He usually doesn't care for Mexican food and I love it.
We were seated quickly and the server showed up with the basket of chips and salsa. Uh oh...I could have asked her to take them away, but that is one thing DH likes, so that wouldn't be fair. I have a chip...then another...and another. Drat...pretty soon they're gone, but at least it was a small basket and when she asked if we wanted more, we both said no at the same time.
In the meantime I struggled with the menu. Fajitas? Enchiladas? Combo plate? First I had to help my DH find something he'd like, and then focus on me. A combo plate it is—2 ground beef enchiladas, a taco, beans and rice. Why did I pick that? Not a clue, except it sounded good. Did I eat half and bring home the other half? No! I ate the whole thing. We did have water (beverages are way too expensive any more), and we skipped dessert. It was so good, but I was stuffed and began regretting my choice before we even left the restaurant. Not only that, I couldn't find the nutritional content online when we got home, so I don't know how much I actually ate—I know for sure it was high in sodium, calories and probably a number of other things.
Well, today is a new day and I'm back to basics, but I still haven't solved the problem of how to deal with making good choices in restaurants. If I know where I'm going ahead of time I can plan better, but being spontaneous is fun, too, so help me out here, friends...I need ideas!! I'm hoping that some of you good and faithful Spark friends will have some new ideas for me to try. I will be so appreciative, believe me, as I think this journey is about more than learning to eat in what I call my “protective environment” at home.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Oh, my! My Over 60++ team has presented us with a challenge to blog or journal about stuggles with our eating habits. I imagine the outcome here would be that we might find some insight into why we struggle with it and how we might resolve the issue.
I have tons of struggles and it's hard to pick just one! But tonight, as we were eating our very healthy and planned dinner, we happened to have the TV on, which normally isn't the case. But right there...in the middle of everything...came an ad for Pizza Hut. Oh my goodness! Piping hot, lots and lots of toppings, and tons of ooey-gooey cheese dripping off the sides--I'm sure you get the picture! I'm like a kid crying for the cereal they see in the ads.
I was nearly finished with my meal and I wasn't in the least hungry. But, the thought of a wonderful piece of pizza was almost more than I could bear. It occurred to me, once again, that I'm especially susceptible to wanting whatever food I see, regardless of whether it might be pictures of food on TV or in magazines, or the real thing. And the aroma of anything baking or cooking can just about send me over the edge! I used to always begin to forage in the kitchen or wherever I may be, looking for ??? something.
I wonder why the sights and smells of food trigger this response in me. It seems to be especially hard for me in the evenings, although an "attack" can occur at any time. Since getting back on my Spark journey and linking up with this incredible team, I've been able to curb my cravings and grazing. I sometimes think, though, that it is just a matter of time before it gets out of hand again.
Some of the things I try are diversion, shutting off the boob tube, drinking some water, or getting a snack of something planned and healthy. I'd be really curious to know if anyone else has ever had this problem and what kinds of things you do to keep it under control or resolved.
There you have it...one of my many struggles that I am working on and trying my best to control!
Sunday, August 07, 2011
About a month ago I decided to record some measurements other than my weekly weight reading. Experts tell us that there are other ways to measure our progress besides our weight. Earlier this week when I added my weekly weight I decided to update these other measurements.
I quickly got out my sewing tape measure. My neck measurement was first on the list. Hmmm...where does that tape go again? Up here? Down there? How did I do that last month? With my thumb inside the tape to hold the ends together? In front of the mirror? Oops...the numbers are backwards and I can't read them. I finally enlisted the help of my husband and came up with a number that might be about 1/2 inch less than last month.
On to the waist. The waist...really? What did I measure here? Around my middle more or less went the tape. Peering over my ample bosom, I got a reading on what I think is my waist--down an inch...I think. I didn't have anything recorded for my bust for some reason. Odd, really, as that is the one place I could probably get an accurate reading.
Regardless...time to do the hips. I understand that we are to measure around the biggest part. That should be easy, I thought, as there's no shortage of big parts there. But wait...does the tape go around the belly that used to be my waist but is now sagging towards the South Pole? Or should I be measuring kinda under the belly apron (my term for my excess skin/fat)? No, that's too far down on the hips! I finally settled on a spot and called Richard again since I couldn't see over the other parts. Down an inch...maybe.
Suddenly I realized a truth! I have no waist! Those measurements were the same, give or take an inch. What on earth did I measure last month? It must have been a dream as I have no memory of taking them, and short of using permanent markers to mark the spot, I'll never find the same place twice.
No more measurements for me! Although I'd love to know how many inches I lose over the long haul, I decided it really doesn't matter in the least. I'll settle for the traditional weight readings, how my clothes fit, and by making note of the things I can do now that I couldn't before.
Happy measuring to everyone with a waist!!
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