My first few weeks.
Monday, October 22, 2012
I've learned a lot about myself in the past few weeks.
I've learned I wasn't eating enough calories. I grew up very poor. Food was a luxury many days, one my parents could barely afford. As a result I was so used to eating so little I wasn't hitting 1200 calories, except Sundays when we had big breakfast and I downed about 800 calories, in one meal. Every other day of the week I was lucky to hit 800 calories for the full day.
I've learned I eat when I'm tried. Not fruits or veggies either. I ate crackers, cookies, chips. I'd raid the pantry for anything salty/sugary and fast to keep awake. Now when I'm tired, I go to bed instead.
I've learned exercise really CAN be fun. I like pilates, zumba and even walking. But in the past I tried to just stick to ONE routine every day I exercised instead of mixing it up. I rarely kept on exercising more than a week. I've since added biking, and p90x when my husband joins for a work out.
I've learned how to balance my meals each day so I'm not constantly thinking about food while trying to loose weight. Still hitting my 1200 calorie goal, and getting enough of the right nutrients.
The best thing I've learned though. Is to put myself first. That it's not selfish or shameful to put myself first. A notion my father was so diligent on instilling in me. To EVER think of myself first, ever, was wrong, selfish and shameful. I've since gratefully learned otherwise.