Finding my groove...
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
I have been on the spark program for almost two weeks, and I must say that I think I am finding my groove. How do I know that I am finding my groove? Well....
First, I have done at least 10 minutes of exercise each day, thanks to Coach Nicole and her videos. This is really exceptional for me, because I sprained my ankle badly enough to be splinted for three days at the beginning of the two weeks, so I am doing mostly strength training and some seated cardio workouts.
I know I am finding my groove is because when I am thirsty, I want water. I was a big iced tea drinker. Not the fruity or sweet kind, but green tea with a bit of splenda. Now, I just want water. I have a diet coke maybe twice a week usually, but now it gives me a headache and makes me pee every five minutes for an hour.
I know I am finding my groove because it is now easy to get at least 5 fruits and veggies each day. My husband even made me a salad last night because he knows my goals. Some women find it hard to believe that there are men out there who do some, if not all, of the cooking in a house, but my husband has to do the cooking. For him, it is self-preservation.
I know I am finding my groove because I feel full much earlier than I used to. AND I am willing to leave food on my plate even if I just paid a bunch of money for it.
I know I am finding my groove because when I have a sweet, like today when I had a fun size pack of peanut m&m's (In my mind the peanut makes it a healthier choice) I felt physically, yucky afterward. That is a technical term...yucky. It is when every cell in your body quivers and lets you know that was a very bad idea. yucky.
I know that I am finding my groove because ice cream (which is my favorite treat) was served to my M-I-L for her birthday tonight. She didn't want it, so it was passed to my sons to eat. Number one son didn't want it, but number two son dug in. I let him have half of the scoop. I looked at the remainder and thought, "I c-o-u-l-d eat that." But the realizations that I was full and that the ice cream really didn't appeal to me pretty much made it very easy to turn away. I also knew that I had a heavy lunch and was most definitely over my calorie goal today. (Like WAY over) We left the half scoop melting on the table as we left the restaurant.
All of these things make me feel like I am on track. I am not on a diet. I am relearning the right way to eat. I am dedicating myself to small steps that will eventually make changes in how I feel and how I look. They quickly become habits, second nature, automatic. Right now I notice them, but in a few months, I hope it is so ingrained that it just happens... then I won't have to consciously persevere, but instead, consistently persevere.