If you are a dieter, you know this feeling. You know that you have done pretty well on your diet this week. You have cut out all the boredom eating and stress eating. You have been making good choices most of the time. You have been eating all your water. And a week has gone by, and it's time to check your progress. You step on the scale...
This week, I have lost 8.5 pounds. Now, some of that was, without a doubt, water weight that was put on both because it was TOM for me and because I hadn't been drinking the water my needs. However, it's a great feeling to step on a scale and have it register 8.5 pounds less than it did a week ago. I am going to take that feeling and run with it. I know every week won't be like this!
The funny thing is that I went over my Points plenty of times this week. But you know what I stopped doing? I stopped grazing when I was bored. I stopped eating just because I thought it was time for a snack. I listened to my body. When it told me it was hungry, I fed it. When it told me it was full, I stopped eating. It felt almost...normal. It felt good.
My progress...
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Thursday, September 15, 2005
Thursday, September 08, 2005
K.I.S.S.
Sometimes, I can be a little detail-oriented. Some might even call me anal. And when I set out on a new diet, I want to do everything "right."
I want to exercise. I want to take all those weird supplements that are recommended in various health and fitness magazines. I want to drink 80 ounces of water everyday. I want to eat at least 10 superfoods, get in all my fruits and veggies, stay away from processed foods, and avoid caffeine. And every week, I want to weigh myself and measure all my body parts so I can see the progress I am making.
And I do this for a few weeks. And then I get burnt out. It's a pain in the ass to measure my hips, waist, bust, two arms, two thighs, and two calves every week. It's hard to drink that much water some days. It gets really tiring to swallow ten supplements every morning. And sometimes, I want to take my veggie calories and spend them on something else, like a serving of Goldfish crackers.
But the bar has been set, and it has been set high. As soon as I fail at one of my endeavors, I figure I might as well just give up. So I do...I fall off the wagon, and I can't see my way to getting back up on it. I have failed at a diet once again. I knew it; you knew it; we all knew it. There is no way I could keep it up.
Well, I would like to think that this time it can be different. And to give myself a better shot at success, I am adopting the motto "Keep It Simple, Stupid." I will weigh myself every week, but I won't measure. I will make a multi-vitamin and a glucosamine dose (for my knees), but all the CoQ10 and Fish Oils and Carotenoid Complexes? They will not be part of my plan. I will drink as much water as I feel thirsty for, and I will drink some Crystal Lite, and I will aim for 64 ounces of those two things in combination. And if I miss a veggies dose one day but still stay within my Points Range (did I mention I am a Weight Watchers girl?), the day will still be a success. I will pay attention to my superfoods, but they won't rule my life.
Let's all take a deep breath and relax. Here's to dieting not being a full-time job! I just don't have room in my life for one of those right now...
I want to exercise. I want to take all those weird supplements that are recommended in various health and fitness magazines. I want to drink 80 ounces of water everyday. I want to eat at least 10 superfoods, get in all my fruits and veggies, stay away from processed foods, and avoid caffeine. And every week, I want to weigh myself and measure all my body parts so I can see the progress I am making.
And I do this for a few weeks. And then I get burnt out. It's a pain in the ass to measure my hips, waist, bust, two arms, two thighs, and two calves every week. It's hard to drink that much water some days. It gets really tiring to swallow ten supplements every morning. And sometimes, I want to take my veggie calories and spend them on something else, like a serving of Goldfish crackers.
But the bar has been set, and it has been set high. As soon as I fail at one of my endeavors, I figure I might as well just give up. So I do...I fall off the wagon, and I can't see my way to getting back up on it. I have failed at a diet once again. I knew it; you knew it; we all knew it. There is no way I could keep it up.
Well, I would like to think that this time it can be different. And to give myself a better shot at success, I am adopting the motto "Keep It Simple, Stupid." I will weigh myself every week, but I won't measure. I will make a multi-vitamin and a glucosamine dose (for my knees), but all the CoQ10 and Fish Oils and Carotenoid Complexes? They will not be part of my plan. I will drink as much water as I feel thirsty for, and I will drink some Crystal Lite, and I will aim for 64 ounces of those two things in combination. And if I miss a veggies dose one day but still stay within my Points Range (did I mention I am a Weight Watchers girl?), the day will still be a success. I will pay attention to my superfoods, but they won't rule my life.
Let's all take a deep breath and relax. Here's to dieting not being a full-time job! I just don't have room in my life for one of those right now...
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Let's talk...
...about Food. It's all around us. It sustains us. It entertains us. It tempts us. And many people have a problem with it. I am one of those people.
A recent trip to the grocery store...planning all the foods that I was going to pig out on...reminded me once again that I have a problem. I don't have a healthy relationship with food. I eat food out of boredom or to calm my stress or because it happens to be there. I don't eat like a "normal" person. I eat like someone with an addiction. And I don't want to be like that.
My old blog, "The Size of My Thighs," is here no longer. That blog was a self-deprecating look at life as an overweight woman trying to get a laugh. This blog is the nitty-gritty. You will hear about what I think about my eating habits. You will hear the good and the bad. You will hear me refer to my thighs as my "hamhocks." I am hoping they will get smaller.
I get married in about 13 1/2 months. I don't want to be a fat bride. Join me on this journey to a slimmer me...but don't be surprised if the ride is a bumpy one!
A recent trip to the grocery store...planning all the foods that I was going to pig out on...reminded me once again that I have a problem. I don't have a healthy relationship with food. I eat food out of boredom or to calm my stress or because it happens to be there. I don't eat like a "normal" person. I eat like someone with an addiction. And I don't want to be like that.
My old blog, "The Size of My Thighs," is here no longer. That blog was a self-deprecating look at life as an overweight woman trying to get a laugh. This blog is the nitty-gritty. You will hear about what I think about my eating habits. You will hear the good and the bad. You will hear me refer to my thighs as my "hamhocks." I am hoping they will get smaller.
I get married in about 13 1/2 months. I don't want to be a fat bride. Join me on this journey to a slimmer me...but don't be surprised if the ride is a bumpy one!
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