Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Oh how excited I was to get on the scale this morning after this first week of my new 3-month program.
I'm fighting disappointment today. Absolutely no change. Yes, I know, I know. But it's still soooooo frustrating.
Tempted to have popcorn at Crazy Heart later today. Makes me feel like "why bother?" But, of course, I know why bother.
Wishing all a wonderful day.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
Okay, here goes yet another confession. Last year, around this time, I blogged about how excited I was to get a great deal on a new elliptical. Compact, sturdy, priced right, I didn't even know what an elliptical was, but I had read of all the benefits and decided to get with it.
When it arrived, I was jazzed. Until I got on it. Yikes! This is not for me, I lamented. Since then, it has been used infrequently and looking lonely at the end of my bed. Last week, when I put myself on this new 3-month program, it dawned on me. I suddenly saw it with new eyes and thought that maybe I would give it another try.
Why not pay attention to what SP advises about 10 minutes, I reasoned. That 10 minutes is fine and will be better than nothing. Okay, I can do that. So I made amends with my "new" elliptical and told it I would try, try again. One week later, I've added another 10 minutes, and we all can add. But that 20 minutes is a stellar accomplishment for me since the elliptical movement is not my favorite. However, I can feel the fat cells on what remains of my kangaroo pouch shrieking, "Oh no, don't tell me she's serious about this!" Yes, I think I have made friends (okay, acquaintances. not yet crossed the threshold of friendship yet.) with my elliptical. Hooray, hooray for me.
Wishing everyone a fun day. I'm off to Barnes & Noble to pick up SP CD with Coach Nicole.
Monday, March 08, 2010
Several topics today. First, thanks to my team for selecting me Pampered Princess of the Week. If you are not a member of the Pennies for Pampering Team, consider joining. Wonderful group of peeps. As are all of my sparkfriends.
One of my biggest challenges throughout this healthier lifestyle adventure, is night munching. As someone who was always able (that was then, this is now) to eat anything, anytime, it was not uncommon to eat late night or in the wee hours. Sometimes I'd awaken and have some cold pizza at 2 a.m. Okay, I won't dazzle you with the details. But I've been working hard on this night eating syndrome. Some things that have helped me combat it is more water, brushing my teeth earlier than bedtime, pushing all of my meals up so that I start eating breakfast later and then everything else comes later as well. When I absolutely can't sleep due to hunger, I make sure that I get up to get something small and healthy as a tiny filler.
I recently read that those who eat five times a day lose more weight than those who don't. That means, for me, three meals and two snacks. I've been trying to remember to do that. When I make sure to include those healthy snacks mid-morning and mid-afternoon, I am not ravenous at mealtimes. Of course, that means that fewer calories satisfy me.
In one of my recent blogs, I wrote that I feel like learning new eating behaviors is like riding my bike with training wheels. Well, now I am thinking that I've finally processed a lot of the info that I've been reading about for the past 1.5 years. I am taking the training wheels off and riding this two-wheeler. Sure, a little wobbly as I'm no expert. But I think I am actually getting the hang of all this stuff. It's becoming more of a natural part of life. One example is that, when I fall off the wagon (so to speak), it's no longer a trauma. (smiling) I just acknowledge it and get up the next day (or later the same day) doing things the right way.
I'm really excited to feel a renewed commitment to my good health and, once again, the support of sparkfriends continues to be invaluable. Wishing all a great day.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
There I was, waiting for a friend to come out of a store today. Ducking out of the rain, I was under an awning. Turning to my left, what did my eyes behold? Stacks and stacks of cookies at a table with sweet little Girl Scouts politely asking passersby to buy some.
Now, for all of you evolved souls (and I respectfully and seriously say that, as I DO believe there are those of you who are at advanced stages of self-discipline), it is with a bit of embarrassment that I admit that I cannot do what I've read on SP when it comes to sweet goodies - lick, taste, bite. Nope, for me, sugar is a gateway drug.
From October 08 until approxmately one year later, I was completely off sugar. I marvelled and I was in awe of myself since I'd always been the sugar queen of the universe (even blogged about my success). Didn't even crave anything sweet. Amazing. But, I remember it clearly, before the Lion Kingperformance; it was at a great dinner when I decided to have "just a little dessert." Honestly? I didn't even want it. But I thought I could handle the "taste, lick, bite" thing.
Nope. I won't dazzle you with the dreary details, but suffice it to say that since October '09 (until last week), sugar has been a gradual tidal wave of all things terrible for me. Mood swings, blue moods, dramatic spikes, etc. It's now been a week since I've been off the stuff and I feel better already.
But I digress. I stood near the mint Girl Scout cookies (my nemesis) and rationalized that I would make a deal with myself. I'd buy a box, okay two or three, freeze them and only eat a few cookies every day. My good angel and bad angel did an amazing tug of war and then I had to be honest with myself. There are some foods that will disappear at one sitting and these cookies are one of them.
So, I walked away without making a purchase, and realized after all that agonizing that I didn't even care about not having them. A lot of this is conditioning and habit. Until I progress in this healthier lifestyle, I will have to stay away from things that instantly plummet me physically and mentally. Sugar is a big one for me. "Away with thee, evil sugar!"
Wishing all a wonderful day.
Saturday, March 06, 2010
Well, folks, here's the scoop. About 1.5 years ago, I began my journey to lose weight. I entered the first diet of my life. Up until hormones, overwork, overeating, and stress packed on extra pounds, I'd been spoiled with being able to eat whatever, whenever with no consequences.
For the first few months of this year and a half (Oct-Dec '08), I tried NutriSystem. I'm not going to get into the pros and cons of any brand or product, but I used it to learn good eating habits and as a tool to start the process. I lost most of my current 34 pounds before finding SP in Jan. 09. For those few months, I understood it was a lifestyle change, but also knew it was a diet. There was a mental discipline involved.
Then I found this great website and we all know the many benefits here. However, my psyche doesn't process discipline in eating right calling it a lifestyle change. I know this may not make sense to anyone but me, but unless I find myself putting the label of diet on it, I meander. Even doing the right things with the nutrition tracker, I am not doing well in getting off this plateau.
So, I've put myself on a 3-month new eating plan that I personally call a diet. This is day three. It is kinda like tough love with myself. I'll get into specifics when I see what my first weekly weigh-in next Thursday shows. It's nothing shocking or earth-shaking, but my body is really surprised that I am getting tough with it. I was going to accept my plateau wgt as my goal wgt. I was going to settle. This is my revolt against just settling.
I've made a deal with my body. Even though I wanted to shed another 16 lbs., I will be happy with 10 more. That means that I have compromised with it. So, we shall see what the scale and measurements say in these next three months. You just come to a point where enough is enough.
So, yes, I am doing this healthy lifestyle change/adventure. But I am also on a diet for the next three months. Whatever works, right?
Wishing all a great day.
(If I achieve my goal in these three months, I'll have learned enough to just call it a lifestyle change. As Shakespeare wrote, "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet." )
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