That one last kick...
Monday, March 18, 2013
I've been on a yoyo. I lost 65lbs in three months due to stress in early '07. I managed to keep it off until different kinds of stress and loss entered my life in '09. Then I let it steadily creep up. The more I gained, the more losing seemed daunting to me.
Finally, at 209, I knew I had to do something. I knew quite a few people I trusted were doing very well on Medifast. A diet I didn't have to think about, that was nutritionally sound and didn't leave me hungry (for the most part). Right before Thanksgiving '11, my husband and I began the "Take Shape for Life" program. I watched the pounds drop off of him, even when he didn't follow the plan. It wasn't so easy for me, so I began measuring my progress by inches. I have a little notebook with those weeks recorded. It kept me motivated.
As soon as I started, I wanted to workout. Since I hadn't done that much previously, I was advised to wait two weeks for my body to adjust to lower calories. By the time that passed, life and the holidays got in the way of my motivation. It wasn't until five months later that I started working out regularly. This girl who was always told she couldn't do it- DID IT! I used weights, I ran, I did Insanity.
Then it was summer and my activity increased. I was hungry more, so even though I was 15 lbs from my goal, I gradually fell into the habit of eating what I wanted. By my diet anniversary, I found myself with nearly half my weight back on. By the end of the holidays, I knew I had to do something. Get back on plan was all I could do since I kept getting sick. Only I didn't *want* to be back on plan!
In this past week my mother-in-law included me in her category of women needing to buy elastic waist jeans. That woke me up. I know it's her perception and the whole "competition" thing she has ALWAYS had with me, but still! At 5'3 and overweight I'm still nearly half her weight. She's at least 6' and well over 300lbs. I stupidly ate whatever I wanted on the ride home, determined that I would be back on plan the next day so I would never question how false her words were. How many times had I sabotaged myself in that way? Pig out...so I can diet tomorrow! The weight loss doesn't show because of the initial weight gain and I get discouraged.
I was helped by a strong stomach virus this time. The next day, Monday, I had the fever/chills and couldn't get up. Three days I slept away unless I was in the bathroom. It kickstarted my weightloss though. I was down three pounds by Wednesday. I'm not on plan, but what I have done is started recording my eating again. Watching my calories and carbs. Making my meals smaller, more frequent. I'm still using the Medifast, but more as a healthy meal option than my 5 out of six meals. I'm still losing weight.
Now that I'm feeling so much better, next comes the workouts again.