Friday, November 09, 2012
I'm trying to help/inspire/enable/support my 27 year old nephew. He was recently hospitalized due to ketoacidosis and was diagnosed with diabetes. He spent several days in the Trama ICU, so this was a serious incident. On the good side, he is testing his blood sugar frequently and keeping it at a good level. My sister (his mom who is diabetic but now lives half a continent away) gave him an easier to-use blood tester and lots of test strips. He has chosen a non-mainstream eating plan that is vegan and very low fat. I'm not sure it is a good plan for a diabetic, but it doesn't matter because he is totally committed to it, and I don't think anything I could say would make a difference.
He is willing to use Weight Watchers (SparkPeople does not appeal to him) to try to manage portion control. He lost 30 pounds with WW back in 1999 when we went together and our leader is still the same person! In his first week on WW he didn't lose any weight, even gained a bit. He didn't seem discouraged, which I guess is positive. He has given up meat, milk, and eggs totally. He's reduced his sugar intake dramatically. Clearly he is willing to make drastic changes, and I hope they get him to the health he wants.
Bottom line is I can't do it for him. I know a lot about weight loss for an older woman, but it may not relate to a young man at a very different weight. I don't know much about diabetes, and not much about vegan eating. And even if I knew exactly what he should do, he is a grown adult with strong opinions.
I'm hoping just to love him and encourage him, and so hoping that he can find the strength and motivation and wisdom to embrace healthy living.
PS I took today as day of rest for me. Counting down: nine days until my first half marathon!! I run short tomorrow morning with my Galloway group.
Thursday, November 08, 2012
I want to thank all my SparkFriends who are brave enough to detail their food struggles in their blogs. You know who you are! And I love those "back on track" blogs. It really helps me understand that I am not alone, helps me accept who I am, and helps me accept that after living overweight for decades it is not surprising that occasionally I slip. Accepting and forgiving is an important part of my maintenance.
Right now I'm feeling strong, physically and mentally, including dealing with food. Yesterday was an excellent eating day and my scale showed the lowest weight I've had in 10 days. I am very thankful for the strength I feel right now.
I try to focus on "progress, not perfection." I'm sure you've heard that saying over and over again, but it is one that truly speaks to me. After years of binge eating, my "binges" are now much smaller, much healthier, and much, much less frequent.
I am still 3.4 pounds over what I consider my ideal weight. I believe if I could give up my occasional unplanned eating I would weigh exactly what I want to weigh. I believe I will get there.
I don't always biog it when I slip. Sometimes it seems to help to confess and sometimes it seems better to focus on non-eating areas in which I am succeeding. But again let me say a BIG thanks to you who are willing to face the food issues head on!
Wednesday, November 07, 2012
I'm being a little obsessive I suppose trying to avoid illness and injury in the last 11 days before my first half marathon.
Little Gwen (2 years old) climbs up into a chair and helps me put her in the crib. When she is feeling cooperative she'll get into the stroller, the high chair, the car seat, and changing area with very little help. I'm being extra patient, encouraging, and not just grabbing her up when I want to go somewhere. I am trying to spare my back.
My hubby has pneumonia. I kiss him on top of the head when he's sitting or laying down. I carry around hand sanitizer. I'm am trying hard to stay well.
I must admit I've slacked off on strength training to avoid soreness and potential for injury. I promise I'll get back to it with intensity after I have this HM in the bag. I've been extra careful to stretch just a little and not push any stretches.
Today I went 5.11 miles walking for 75 minutes on the gym treadmill. Felt good. Not at all tiring. Ran yesterday about 3 miles. Will run tomorrow, maybe 2 miles and walk about 2. Saturday I'll run with a slow group 4-6 miles. Next week I'll do 2 slow short runs to prepare. Got to start nailing down what I'm going to pack.
I've been training since June 4, 2012, specifically for this half marathon. That puts an awful lot of pressure on this one event. However, I'm feeling pretty confident and prepared.
Monday, November 05, 2012
Recently a good friend asked me a whole series of questions about how I lost weight and how I am keeping it off. I talked about portion control, increasing exercise, healthiest food choices, and the commitment to quit quitting - no matter what. I mentioned the importance of sleep and water and controlling sodium. Of course, I told her about SparkPeople and how SP helped me get all the way to goal. I gave Weight Watchers credit for getting me started and the YMCA for helping me learn to love exercise. You know, the usual, the kind of things I read over and over in success stories.
But I heard me say one thing that was so true for me and I have never read in any other success story. And that was the importance of grieving. There came a point when I hadn't lost weight for several weeks. I thought about chalking it up to age and genetics and being happy with what I had accomplished. And then I looked at my food trackers -- really looked. Reality stared me in the face. If I was going to continue munching in front of the TV in the evenings, I would weigh more than I wanted. I knew I had already drastically changed what and how much I munched in the evening, but I saw it was still my primary overeating issue.
I decided to give up the evening munching and to substitute a small, planned evening snack if I had enough calories left. It was a hard choice. And here comes the grieving process. I'm not kidding. I felt like I had lost a great friend. My chest hurt right during the time I would have been eating; I truly felt heartbroken. I searched for new activities to keep me busy in the evenings and focused on other things, from computer games to pilates. I found herbal tea and bubble baths and talking to real friends as alternative forms of comfort. I learned that sometimes I just need to go to bed rather than eat.
So in addition to all the usual things, for me I would add grieving the loss of food as a friend as a crucial step on my way to a healthy weight and a healthy lifestyle.
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