Wednesday, August 22, 2012
I had a big family reunion this weekend and I decided to leave my trusty travel scale at home for the first time since I started the Spark people programme.
This was a big deal for me because I use the scale to gauge how my weight is doing and help me judge how much I can eat that day. But, I'm beginning to feel it is time to move away from this ritual.
I decided that I would track my calories religiously to help me survive the long weekend without gaining weight. Unfortunately the lack of internet access meant that my plan to track calories did not happen. All I could really do was eat in moderation and trust my year on sparkpeople (well, almost a year) to help me make the best choices for myself. (Yes, this did include the chocolate mousse cake for dessert at the family lunch - but just once slice of it!!)
Imagine my suprise to find that all my relatives were following my lead in food choices. It was quite funny once I noticed that everyone seemed to wait and see what I was going to eat before they would decide what they would have! Who would ever believe that I would become the role model for healthy food choices
Fortunately most people are still very supportive of my weight loss as well as my husbands. Very few people tried to force food down our throats or insist we were too skinny, and, as my husband is still losing weight, we could support each other when the going got tough.
Needless to say, when I jumped on the scale this morning my weight was exactly the same as it was when I last checked! I did it!!
There definitely are phases in the maintenance part of a weight loss program. I can feel myself moving into a new one even though I can't quite label it and I don't quite know what to call the current phase I'm in. I think I'm now starting to feel a bit more confident in my own ability to make healthy food choices without needing to rely on the scale, or the tracker as much as I used to to tell me how I'm doing.
I'm not completely in this phase yet. I feel like I'm standing on the shore of a very cold ocean and just dipping my toes into the water. I'm taking baby steps - four days away from the scale is a good start. It has shown me that my decision making when it comes to deciding what to eat is ok. Maybe I'll start trying four days checking my weight on the scale, four days not......maybe......
As an addendum, I must add that I kept up with my jogging routine. I managed to go jogging first thing in the morning while everyone was still waking up on the days I had planned. I'm certain that making sure I did that helped set the tone for my eating patterns each day.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
My parents are in town. Now, I haven't seen them in two years and the primary purpose of their visit is to see as much of the Olympics as possible, so you can imagine the shift in my lifestyle this has made.
Suddenly I'm chaperoning them all around London - for me we are walking rather slowly, for them, this is the most they have ever walked in their lives!! I'm getting the things I need to do done in half the time, because I'm wanting to spend most of my time with them and also finding that half of my mind is constantly focused on their happiness, comfort and what to do next!
We're eating out a lot, but fortunately my parents are not big eaters, so my weight is staying fairly stable, but my training is all over the place. Being so tired, I'm finding running is not quite as exhilarating as it usually is. It is also not fitting into a regular routine - when I find the time, I run. And, I seem to be managing to fit a jog in three times a week, just not always as long or on the same day as I'm used to.
The moral of this story is: sometimes exercise doesn't fit into our lives as smoothly as we would want it to and it actually turns into a bit of a chore. But, what I've found is that I still feel umpteen times better once I've gone out and jogged - no matter how bad my time was, or how dehydrated I felt, or how my entire body was aching by the end of it - I feel better about myself for having done it. So, see ten empty minutes - exercise, anything, jump on the spot, because it is absolutely worth it. Why? Because you will feel better about yourself for having done it.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
where for some unexplainable reason I seem to want to burst into tears all the time! I can easily trace back this high state of emotion to a very stressful last few days, so I know where it's coming from and I know that it will all pass soon, but sitting in the midst of it is still hard.
At lunch, I went and got myself a cappucino and a selection of four cookies from a nearby bakery. I got them, enjoyed them, and immediately felt better. As I was aware that I needed to treat myself kindly, I gave myself permission to eat whatever I wanted. Usually, on a Tuesday I have a cappucino and a treat in the afternoon. I was perfectly prepared to give myself 'double', but when the time came, I found it wasn't what I really wanted at all. The cookies and cappucino earlier had satisfied me enough.
On my way home I knew that the next step to 'getting my head right again' would be a jog. In fact, I knew that I needed to jog. It would probably bring me back into a rational state of mind. It seems I go jogging when I'm unhappy now......
After my jog I got home and had another listen to myself - I needed a bubble bath and a cup of Jasmine white tea. I had the tea, I needed to go to the corner store to get the bubble bath. Off I went. Entered the corner store, got the bubble bath, thought about getting my favourite chocolate (but they didn't have it), and so I left. Yes, you read correctly. I left the corner store without chocolate......
Got home, ran the bath, lit the candle, put some music on and gave myself some time to unwind.......with one vital ingredient missing: chocolate
Now, I don't quite know what it was about today. My lunch time cookies were definitely high calorie and chocolatey enough - but usually I end up blowing my budget on chocolate when I feel like this. Not today.
Something has changed. There was a new thought in my head that reminded me that I don't feel better after I've had a lot of chocolate - and I listened to it. Not in a big drum roll kind of way. The thought came, I heard it, I went, yeah, that's true, and considered the next option: jogging, jasmine tea and bubble bath.
This is new for me. Will it last? I guess I'll have to see how I hold out tomorrow......
Monday, June 25, 2012
I've been reflecting.
Mainly about how I got from where I was 10 months ago to where I am now. And I needed to remind myself that it was lots and lots of very small steps!
Ten minutes of exercise each day, saying no to the delightful little snacks that seem to be everywhere, being diligent with tracking food, joining challenges, blogging, being courageous.
Before and after pictures may be dramatic and inspiring, but don't forget the little steps!! That's what gets us there safely, and, hopefully, permanently!
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Two weeks ago I began an on-line program to help me become better at keeping our apartment clean. This program is a very gentle one and starts with one step: shine your sink, which is something I know I can do, so a good place to start.
Well, well, well.
It's amazing how one little activity can spark a bit of a kitchen revolution! Two weeks in and the sink is still sparkly, and both DH and I have been inspired to clean a little more, a little bit more often. The main focus is still cleaning the sink, packing things away where they are supposed to be and creating a cleaning routine, which doesn't seem like a lot, but is making quite a huge difference in my life. Much like the ten minute exercise streak did when I first started using spark people.
I did hit a brick wall on Friday. That was the day our new oak dining room chairs arrived to replace our £5 outdoor chairs that having been gracing our living/dining room since we married and moved to London. It didn't seem like a big deal, but once these solid, permanent looking chairs were neatly in place, I went into a bit of a panic.
Here I am, at my goal weight, getting my house in order, and buying good furniture. I'm creating order and finding I now have time to think about other things rather than worry about all the things I should be doing - because I've already done them!
All these things hint towards a settled, organised life - a life I don't recognise, in a body that still surprises me when it slips into my size 4 skirts. It's not bad, this feeling. It's just a bit disconcerting. What do you do when the 'to do' list has started doing itself?
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