I weighed this morning for the first time in a month. If the first scale was correct, I've lost 10 pounds.
10. Pounds.
I know it's JUST 10 pounds...but it feels like SO much. I didn't even exercise this past month, so I'm excited to put a little more physical activity in to it and see what happens.
More than 10 pounds...it's 4 weeks. 4 weeks of changing my food habits. I now have new food habits. A can of cheese dip no longer sounds amazing to me. A coke now tastes like pure sure syrup as opposed to the sweet nectar of life.
More than being proud of 10 pounds...I'm proud of 4 weeks!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
3 Weeks
Yesterday marked 3 weeks of changes. I can't tell you how much weight I've lost because I just got my scale in yesterday. I had ignored the problem long enough that I had to order a scale off the internet because the ones at Wal-Mart won't weigh me. Yes, that stings a little. It also makes me feel pretty exposed...but it's no secret that I'm overweight.
So even though I don't know how much weight I've lost, I feel so much better. Yes, I've had my days that I slipped...and yes I felt bad for them. But I've overcome so much in three weeks. All the wonderfully delicious cheesy, greasy food I used to LOVE no longer even looks appetizing. I actually tried eating something this weekend that used to be a favorite of mine. Macho Nachos...home fried potato chips covered in queso, bbq sauce, and ground beef. And then usually I would get a side of feta dressing or ranch dressing to dip my chips in. I couldn't eat but about a quarter of what I got Saturday. The amount of grease and fat just made me sick to my stomach...which made me sad because I LOVE those things. Then I decided to just shoot the rest of my ranch dressing (which in the past was not a problem at all) and I almost puked.
So, even if I've gone these three weeks and not lost any weight...I've definitely made some big changes and there has definitely been progress. It's still not easy...and I'm sure it won't be any easier in 3 more weeks...but I can't wait to see how far I've come in 3 more weeks. :)
So even though I don't know how much weight I've lost, I feel so much better. Yes, I've had my days that I slipped...and yes I felt bad for them. But I've overcome so much in three weeks. All the wonderfully delicious cheesy, greasy food I used to LOVE no longer even looks appetizing. I actually tried eating something this weekend that used to be a favorite of mine. Macho Nachos...home fried potato chips covered in queso, bbq sauce, and ground beef. And then usually I would get a side of feta dressing or ranch dressing to dip my chips in. I couldn't eat but about a quarter of what I got Saturday. The amount of grease and fat just made me sick to my stomach...which made me sad because I LOVE those things. Then I decided to just shoot the rest of my ranch dressing (which in the past was not a problem at all) and I almost puked.
So, even if I've gone these three weeks and not lost any weight...I've definitely made some big changes and there has definitely been progress. It's still not easy...and I'm sure it won't be any easier in 3 more weeks...but I can't wait to see how far I've come in 3 more weeks. :)
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Emotions
This week has been pretty rough.
Which makes me emotional.
Which makes me want to eat.
I was so tired and emotionally and mentally drained yesterday that I couldn't even begin to think about wanting to cook. The thought of cooking made me want to beat baby bunnies. So yeah. We got a to go order from a place here. Chicken tenders and french fries and texas toast. I couldn't finish it, and I felt bad for eating it. Then tonight I made beef tacos using eye of round steaks with whole wheat tortillas. We had rice with corn and tomatoes for a side. Not exactly a balanced meal, but not too bad I guess.
I feel myself coming to that point where I'm ready to give up. We're almost at the end of week 3. Though we haven't started our program yet, we have made so many changes. And it's not that I want bad food...I'm just sort of tired of cooking. Ok, I'm REALLY tired of cooking.
I've been making dinner and taking the left overs and portioning out our meals so we can just pop them in the microwave later, but then I get tired of eating the same thing.
I think I just need to whine and kick my feet and cry and get it all out.
Any suggestions?
Which makes me emotional.
Which makes me want to eat.
I was so tired and emotionally and mentally drained yesterday that I couldn't even begin to think about wanting to cook. The thought of cooking made me want to beat baby bunnies. So yeah. We got a to go order from a place here. Chicken tenders and french fries and texas toast. I couldn't finish it, and I felt bad for eating it. Then tonight I made beef tacos using eye of round steaks with whole wheat tortillas. We had rice with corn and tomatoes for a side. Not exactly a balanced meal, but not too bad I guess.
I feel myself coming to that point where I'm ready to give up. We're almost at the end of week 3. Though we haven't started our program yet, we have made so many changes. And it's not that I want bad food...I'm just sort of tired of cooking. Ok, I'm REALLY tired of cooking.
I've been making dinner and taking the left overs and portioning out our meals so we can just pop them in the microwave later, but then I get tired of eating the same thing.
I think I just need to whine and kick my feet and cry and get it all out.
Any suggestions?
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
FoodLovers Fat Loss
It's no secret that I love food. None. I don't hide it. Ever. I love food. I love different flavors. I love salty. I love savory. I love sweet. I love sour. I love to love food. I love trying different places. I love trying different genres. I love food. I love it. I do. Get the point?
Low calorie, calorie counting, point counting diets don't work for me. I do good for about 3-4 days then I start to feel the walls closing in. I started breathing heavily and feel trapped...the sweats...the chills...the shakes...I need...a burger! And I eat one...then I'll have one the next day and maybe the next day, and I've ruined my "diet".
I also tried making "lifestyle" changes several times. I think the problem was that I changed too much too fast. I went from someone who ate what they want and was decently sedentary to someone who ate hardly anything and exercised 4 times a week. It may have worked for you, but it didn't for me. It takes two weeks to develop a habit...and I was always overwhelmed after a few days. In a controlled environment like The Biggest Loser, maybe you CAN change all at once...but I couldn't.
I always thought there was something wrong with me...
About 2 weeks ago, I was watching Food Network while the infomercials were still on. There was an infomercial on for The Food Lovers Fat Loss System. Normally I don't even pay attention to weight loss programs, but this one caught my eye. It claimed that you could still eat the things you love, you just have to do them in the right proportions to everything else. I was timid about it at first, but I did about an hours worth of internet research and found some great reviews on it.
As soon as I get my scales in, we are going to start this program. There's no gimmick, it's all about balancing fast carbs, slow carbs, and protein. I'm SO excited to maybe have finally found something that will REALLY work for me!
Low calorie, calorie counting, point counting diets don't work for me. I do good for about 3-4 days then I start to feel the walls closing in. I started breathing heavily and feel trapped...the sweats...the chills...the shakes...I need...a burger! And I eat one...then I'll have one the next day and maybe the next day, and I've ruined my "diet".
I also tried making "lifestyle" changes several times. I think the problem was that I changed too much too fast. I went from someone who ate what they want and was decently sedentary to someone who ate hardly anything and exercised 4 times a week. It may have worked for you, but it didn't for me. It takes two weeks to develop a habit...and I was always overwhelmed after a few days. In a controlled environment like The Biggest Loser, maybe you CAN change all at once...but I couldn't.
I always thought there was something wrong with me...
About 2 weeks ago, I was watching Food Network while the infomercials were still on. There was an infomercial on for The Food Lovers Fat Loss System. Normally I don't even pay attention to weight loss programs, but this one caught my eye. It claimed that you could still eat the things you love, you just have to do them in the right proportions to everything else. I was timid about it at first, but I did about an hours worth of internet research and found some great reviews on it.
As soon as I get my scales in, we are going to start this program. There's no gimmick, it's all about balancing fast carbs, slow carbs, and protein. I'm SO excited to maybe have finally found something that will REALLY work for me!
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Hope
One thing that has given me hope while reading Stephanie's blog is that she lost 90 pounds in a year without ever stepping foot in a gym.
In the past, "losing weight" meant a combination of dieting and exercise that I had never done before. It was major change all at once. It was all or nothing. Go big or go home. So...more often than not, I ended up going home. It was too much for me to change those two large areas of my life all at once. I just couldn't handle it. It's enough to know that you are on a journey to do a complete remodel of yourself...to be losing your identity...but changing everything you know was a pretty big hit.
I'm not giving myself an excuse to not go to the gym. My dad just bought me and my husband a membership and I fully plan to use it, but it's nice to know that I DON'T have to change everything all at once. It's nice to know that those people that tell me that DON'T know everything like they think they do. It's nice to know that I'm NOT the failure that I thought I was because it was too much for me.
It gives me hope.
In the past, "losing weight" meant a combination of dieting and exercise that I had never done before. It was major change all at once. It was all or nothing. Go big or go home. So...more often than not, I ended up going home. It was too much for me to change those two large areas of my life all at once. I just couldn't handle it. It's enough to know that you are on a journey to do a complete remodel of yourself...to be losing your identity...but changing everything you know was a pretty big hit.
I'm not giving myself an excuse to not go to the gym. My dad just bought me and my husband a membership and I fully plan to use it, but it's nice to know that I DON'T have to change everything all at once. It's nice to know that those people that tell me that DON'T know everything like they think they do. It's nice to know that I'm NOT the failure that I thought I was because it was too much for me.
It gives me hope.
My cheatin' belly...
So. I had my breakfast this morning...1 cup of banana nut Cheerios with 1 cup of 2% milk and 1 carton of yogurt and a glass of milk. Milk is my non-negotiable. You can have my right arm before you take my milk away. If left to my own devices...I can drink a gallon in a day, but since we started eating real food, I only drink maybe 20 oz tops. If you think I shouldn't be drinking it, that's fine. You can tell me, but I won't listen. Milk is in my veeeeins!
Lunch was a small piece of pork loin, mashed sweet potatoes, apple stuffing, and green grapes with water. Yummy!
Supper was going to be left over spaghetti made with whole wheat noodles and green beans. But then....I was watching Iron Chef...and he was making...sushi. Oh man that started the craving train. We don't have a Japanese place here that does sushi, but we do have a Chinese buffet that has a small selection of what I like to call "make-do sushi." I gave in to the temptation and decided that tonight would be our cheat night.
I had:
2 small fake fried crab sticks
mushrooms
steamed rice with soy sauce
honey chicken (fried)
4 pieces of sushi
1 cup of egg drop soup
water
I felt like the dirty mistress when I left. I felt greasy and tired. It sure was good, though. We also gave ourselves a one plate limit.
Now...I believe in a cheat about once a week for a few reasons.
1. If I'm told I can't have it, I'm going to want it 100x more.
2. It gives me a break from cooking 7 nights a week.
3. It reminds me that I don't WANT to do that all the time anymore.
So, I will continue to have my cheat nights as long as I don't go overboard. I figured out that the pork loin meal we had came down to $2.42 per person per meal, and it fed us each 3 times! That's 6 meals for only $2.42!! That's motivation enough to stay in and cook. Now if I can only get the hubby in the kitchen more than one night a week...
Something kinda cool happened today. I was at work talking to the morning girls and told them what we had for supper last night...Rosemary Pork loin; stuffing made with a box mix and then added wheat bread, apples, and apple sauce; strawberries and grapes, and mashed sweet potatoes. Dorothy looks at me and says, "DANG! And where is our invitation?!" I giggled a little. It's just real food. It's real good real food, and it's so easy. Why haven't I been doing this all along?
Lunch was a small piece of pork loin, mashed sweet potatoes, apple stuffing, and green grapes with water. Yummy!
Supper was going to be left over spaghetti made with whole wheat noodles and green beans. But then....I was watching Iron Chef...and he was making...sushi. Oh man that started the craving train. We don't have a Japanese place here that does sushi, but we do have a Chinese buffet that has a small selection of what I like to call "make-do sushi." I gave in to the temptation and decided that tonight would be our cheat night.
I had:
2 small fake fried crab sticks
mushrooms
steamed rice with soy sauce
honey chicken (fried)
4 pieces of sushi
1 cup of egg drop soup
water
I felt like the dirty mistress when I left. I felt greasy and tired. It sure was good, though. We also gave ourselves a one plate limit.
Now...I believe in a cheat about once a week for a few reasons.
1. If I'm told I can't have it, I'm going to want it 100x more.
2. It gives me a break from cooking 7 nights a week.
3. It reminds me that I don't WANT to do that all the time anymore.
So, I will continue to have my cheat nights as long as I don't go overboard. I figured out that the pork loin meal we had came down to $2.42 per person per meal, and it fed us each 3 times! That's 6 meals for only $2.42!! That's motivation enough to stay in and cook. Now if I can only get the hubby in the kitchen more than one night a week...
Something kinda cool happened today. I was at work talking to the morning girls and told them what we had for supper last night...Rosemary Pork loin; stuffing made with a box mix and then added wheat bread, apples, and apple sauce; strawberries and grapes, and mashed sweet potatoes. Dorothy looks at me and says, "DANG! And where is our invitation?!" I giggled a little. It's just real food. It's real good real food, and it's so easy. Why haven't I been doing this all along?
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
It's Time to Face the Music
A friend of mine sent me a link to a Facebook Page and to a website today. I was off work this morning and had the time to go browse, so I did. I've only gotten through her first two posts (I started at the beginning) and I will forever be a follower of her. The way she wrote was exactly what I feel...what I've always felt and even what I'm feeling right now. There's nothing I can add to what she wrote. So for tonight, I'd love for you to go read her very first post. Enjoy.
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