KEEP IT SIMPLE, STUPID!
I should never forget this, but somehow I do...
My latest trick is working like a charm. So simple.
I read a Spark article about successful maintainers and part of it is weighing every day...so I went back to that. But lo, the same old problem...the yo-yo effect, and the yo-yo-ing was going the wrong way despite my efforts.
Hm...blame the weather? Blame changes to wanting "cold weather food?" Blame the fact that my "exercise" routine had dwindled to LOTS of long walks...ok in itself but not surprising my body much any more...
Blame aging metabolism? Is the difference between 66 and 67 really that great? Naaaaaaaa...
Blame MOI? Weeeeeell...ok...but there must be a way...I am eating more veggies, more fish, that is good...but also a bit more cheese and bread...I've cut way back on alcohol and am finally not missing it that much. A tisane in the evening does not repel me...
I've cut back on nightly snacking - the latest satisfying thing is the frozen banana trick OR a bit of pudding with fruit.
This week, with Sandy, the cold rainy set in, and I am really not into being wet and cold and walking at the same time. Soooooo, shazam, back to Leslie's Walk Away the Pounds, only this time I realized I could beat the boredom factor and learn Italian at the same time. So I've been playing my ItalianPod101 survival phrases while I do the multi-muscle walk. GOOD. But at first, no move on the scale. Surprised body, yeah. Weight loss, naaaa... in fact I went up.
Well, SO WHAT? It's a lifestyle. Maybe I'll be 142-143 forever. If I hang in there. Could be worse.
Enter...TA DA...the refrigerator. More precisely, the refrigerator DOOR. More precisely yet, the whiteboard on the refrigerator door.
Record your lowest weight. On both Spark and the board.
Each day, record your weight that day. Compare. Meditate when you see it on the consequences of what you are about to ingest.
Find substitutes. Bruschetta topping instead of cheese on that cracker. A slice of mortadella instead of cheese on that cocopop.
Are you detecting a cheese addiction here?
You brought the bloody kale home...now COOK IT, FOR GOODNESS SAKE!
The number went down. THE NUMBER WENT DOWN! TWICE, EVEN!
Now I'm not getting excited...
But I think the universe is waking me up here...
Yesterday my faithful Omron pedometer quit.
It's 4 years old...and I did drop it...on concrete...
So that little voice said,
just BUY THE FITBIT!
So I did.
I WALKED IN THE RAIN TO BUY THE FITBIT!
And I'm glad I did.
I will let you know how it works out but for now, I have it set up and it is so freaky to go onto your fitness page and see your mileage already there. It counts calorie burn that results from just plain old pottering about, not just your heroic efforts to MOVE.
FITBIT AND FRIDGE, I LOVE YOU!