Tuesday, April 26, 2011
The scale is such a fickle friend. In an effort to embrace the trend and not the current reading, I've been weighing myself a lot, and having a rather fun time of it.
Honestly, I'm having fun weighing myself 3, 4, 5 times a day, no kidding. Why? Because the strangest things happen when you weigh yourself. For example: I poop and I go up a pound. I pee and my weight stays exactly the same. I bust my hump at the gym, sweating buckets, and I weigh more than I did when I started an hour earlier and having drank exactly nothing (seriously, what is up with the whole defying the laws of physics?)
Other times I weigh myself, lay down for a 2 hour nap, and wake up weighing three pounds less. Go figure.
The thing is I have a fairly expensive, accurate scale. It matches up almost to the ounce with the expensive one at the gym and the one at the doctor's office. The overall trend is absolutely correct, the blips and dots during the day, I don't know what to make of those. I guess the point is that the scale is just one more tool in the weight loss arsenal, not the only tool.
I think I will name my scale something non-threatening like Binky or Fluffy. Something that could never be a threat, or make me upset, or make me go off of my plan in frustration. Something silly. Bambi? Urkel? George? Something from my childhood-Nelly Olsen? KITT?
Anyway, I think my point is that the scale can't make you do anything. The scale doesn't make you overeat, or get up 90 minutes early for work so you can workout, or look better in a swimsuit. The scale pretty much just tells you what you already know, whether or not you've been doing what you know you should in order to get healthy.
Well, most of the time it just reflects what you are doing, all bets are off during that part of the month, you know the one, where you drink a glass of water and gain 5 pounds... BUT if you keep working and doing the right thing during that time, 6 days later or so you get to watch the scale drop a few pounds in a single day... and that can be a ton of fun.
Monday, April 25, 2011
I wonder how much weight I can lose (healthfully) in 165 days.
My 20 year class reunion is October 7th. I know I can't be thin by then, but I'm hoping I can make great strides. I won't be the 150ish pounds that I was when I graduated, but I would like to be closer to 150 than 311.
Must keep on track... must keep on track... must keep on track.
Monday, April 25, 2011
I've turned into someone who dresses in a professional, but somewhat frumpy style. My wardrobe consists of lots of black and grey, some navy, lots of cardigans. Dress pants and sweater sets, ad nauseum. I used to have style, now I might as well be buying my clothes at Omar The Tentmaker's Emporium.
I used to have fun with clothes, I never was a clothing shopper, but I didn't loathe it the way I do now. Now, I don't shop until I must, and then I will find a cardigan I like, buy it in 4 colors and call it good.
I want to lose enough weight to shop at Ann Taylor, J. Jill (they have plus size but most aren't flattering to a plus size figure) and many other stores that aren't Lane Bryant. I want to be too small to shop at Lane Bryant!
I can't wait until the day when my clothes are so large as to be absurd, and must be replaced. How do you change from a 24 to a size 10 or 12 without going bankrupt? That could be really expensive, and I'm not sure how to manage it. My current clothes have an extra few inches in the waist band, which is kind of fun!
Wearing the body conscious breathable gym clothes takes some getting used to. I usually buy things that are as flattering as a gunny sack, so wearing something that truly fits is kind of weird. I like my gym clothes. I LOVE the long sleeve shirts with magic thumbs, which is what I call the shirts with the fun little thumb holes.
Any wardrobe hints, other than stop dressing like a frump, would be welcome. How are you managing size changes? Belts? Drawstings?
Sunday, April 24, 2011
It's Easter. I gave my husband and our houseguests and our dogs and their dogs an Easter basket. I'm thrilled that no one thought to do the same for me, because I'm pretty sure that it would have included Peeps and chocolate.
My new habits influenced my gift giving. 2 pieces of Godiva for each person and one chocolate carrot, along with non-food gifts like lemony hand sanitizer, play doh (very well received by adults, I must say) a Shun knife for Cheffrey (my husband Jeff, who is a chef) a nerf gun, and those sorts of fun and whimsical gifts. Last year would have been all candy junk, peeps, m&m's, snickers... the motherload of sugar.
I'm pretty sure they won't feel deprived.
For myself, I bought one piece of Godiva. My favorite, milk chocolate covered pralinee, which if you don't pronounce it prah-lin-aye they feel the need to correct you, even though it is a fake French word made up by a company owned by Hershey's, but I digress.
I bought it yesterday. Two months ago, I would have bought it and four of its siblings and six of its cousins and half of it would have been in my gullet by the time I left the mall. Not this time. It is sitting in my kitchen, waiting to be savored.
I'm kind of afraid of that piece of chocolate. It's a departure from my regime, which is basically detoxing from everything that that little piece represents, including caffeine, dairy, and sugar. That said, I think it is important to recognize holidays and not completely remove food joy from my life.
So I will have one piece, I will savor it, enjoy it, nibble on it and make it last. I will not gobble it, I will not fail to appreciate it, I will make it special. Maybe that's what a diet should really be, making the the "naughty" foods a treat. Once a week or once a month, not once a day. Once in a great while, in acceptable quantities, infrequently enough that it is truly appreciated.
Maybe it won't even taste good anymore, which is what I have found with foods like french fries and potato chips, and I won't even want to finish it.
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