Well then, Sattua I’m just going to poke you right back.
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This is fun.
Now, on to water weight. (Guys, you may not want to read this. You’ve been warned.) I freak out every month when it’s before “that time” and I gain 2-3 pounds for about a week. Then, as soon as it arrives, I lose it all overnight. The night before last, I went from 164 to 162 overnight and this morning I stepped on the scale to see 161! We’ll see if I can hang on to that number. I’m just dying to get down into the 150s but I fully understand that it may not happen until after the new year and my focus may just have to be maintaining until then.
God, it’s a beautiful Sunday with no plans and I CAN’T get motivated to go for a hike/slog in the crusty snow. I’ve taken the dog for a walk and will lift weights in the afternoon, but on the weekends I’m supposed to go OUT. The last 2 days (I don’t work Fridays) have been the same, but I got it together both days to get out of the house. Sometimes I am just so lame. I wish I had somebody to make plans with to force the issue. GAH!
I like SparkPeople - that site is keeping me honest. I’ve been tracking my calorie consumption every day and staying within the recommended suggestions (between 1200 and 1550). It’s not as challenging as I thought it would be. Of course, I’m still new at this, so time will tell if I’ll be able to stick with the plan.
The strength training for someone just beginning is the perfect workout for me at this point. Now I’m realizing how out of shape I really am.
Do you all reward yourselves when you hit a certain goal? I’m thinking about doing that, as it will help to keep me motivated.
I tried not to reward myself with food but instead to buy one article of clothing as my next goal to fit into. Every 10 pounds or so I would celebrate with cooking something that I loved anyway but not enough of it to blow a week’s loss.
I’ve promised to buy myself a fancy set of Victoria’s Secret undies every time I hit a ten-pound mark. Not only is it a big reward (and an investment I find hard to make just because I want the stuff), but every ten pounds, I’m gonna need it.
Sparks swears that I’m looking more toned, but my clothes fit the same and the scale says nothing is happening. Gave a party last night, with macaroni & cheese and beer. I had been good all week before that…
Looks like it’s going to be really gradual now, but I’m by no means unhappy.
Was cross yesterday when I tried on a cheap pair of 32" black jeans and they weren’t even close to doing up, but they were snug all over - calves and so on - and as they were at our local really cheap shop I comfort myself that they were seconds, incorrectly labelled. The jeans I’m presently wearing are also 32" and a comfortable fit, which if you’d predicted even a year ago when I was already losing weight quite briskly I’d have laughed in your face.
Popped back up a pound this week, though still down 4.5 so far. It’ll come, it’ll come.
For my toning, I went up from the 3 lb weights to 5 lb - not a huge difference, but seems like it was enough of one to leave me with a sore midback/shoulder today. But I’ve also not taken a day off from weights in a week, so I gave myself today as a non-workout day, and hope that will give my muscles a chance to heal, then kick it back in tomorrow.
I’ll be away from weights from Tues through Saturday, so I’m going to have to watch the food pretty closely.
We went shopping for a dress for the company Christmas party. We ended up getting a vacuum cleaner instead.*
But, I did get a pair of jeans. Size 6!
*It was a Dyson on sale for $280. I don’t think you could pass that up. I still have time to get my dress before the party. But, we did find out that JC Penney doesn’t have much of a selection, Dillards is expensive and has the same dresses as Sears, and Sears was having a sale.
The last time I bought a fancy dress it was at Burlington Coat Factory, so we’ll swing by there next time.
A six! Ivylass, I’m jealous, haven’t seen a size six in about as many years…
My Monday Report
73.2kg (161.5lbs) down 1 full kilo from last Monday. I am pleased with that progress. That’s a total of 6.4kg in seven weeks, or 14lbs which is a stone in British weight talk. My measurements didn’t change at all this week though. Didn’t do enough exercise last week - I had a good start to the week and a poor finish. 18kg to go to my target. I suppose I should put some mini targets in there or I am going to get very discouraged…
Ivy, how about taking a break from the scale for a while too?
For me, when the rest of my life goes crazy (and you’ve had your share of crazy this year, eh?) I tend to seize on food intake as the one thing I can control.
Speaking from my own experience, you don’t want to end up with any sort of disordered eating issue or as in my case a full blown eating disorder. I’ve had to work really hard to get to a place of peace with food and sure wouldn’t wish this on anyone.
I’ve been eating very little for the last 5 days or so in the hopes that when I weigh myself tomorrow morning I’ll have enough of a loss to relax about eating over the Thanksgiving weekend. If I don’t I’ll probably eat too much anyway but I don’t think that it will be hard to go right back to normal afterward. It won’t be the end of the world if I have to add on another month of losing wieght but it would be nice to see a loss before Thursday.
I can wear a size 6 skirt but I can barely breath in pants that size and a 6 in tops or dresses is too tight across my ribcage. I’m at the larger end of a medium frame and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go lower than an eight no matter how much weight I lose. That’s fine with me because I never thought I’d get below a 10.
Vanity sizing is annoying. Telling me that I’m a size 6 when the same item would have been sized as an 8 or 10 five years ago doesn’t fool me and just makes it harder to shop for clothes.
Well it is apparent I am not going come close to my goal. As others noted, it was a touch aggresive. I am disappointed but re-grouping to set a new goal and timeline that perhaps will be a bit more obtainable.
I’ve been below 198/197 for about a week now. Mostly right at 195/196. It is strange what a difference that makes, I just “feel thinner” and I think I look that way too. I cannot imagine a pound or two really makes that difference so perhaps it is just a mental thing.
This morning I managed to get to the gym in the morning instead of my usual evening routine. I am going to have to eventually shift to a morning work-out schedule as it blends better with my social life.
I’m not going to make my goal of 70 kg by the time I go to England which is Dec 13th and this morning I’m at 73. But I will keep on keeping on.
I have now lost 6.6 kg (14.5 lbs) and no-one has noticed or commented yet. It is REALLY depressing.
Well, my DH did notice - he’d been away since the 3rd November and when he saw me the first thing he said was “Oh! You got thin!” which made my day. Other people see me on a weekly basis and I think the change is thus too gradual for them to notice. But I am depressed about it nonetheless. On my bad days I think its because I still have 18kg to go so of course they are not going to have noticed such a tiny change. Sigh…
Hang in there Hokkaido Brit - you’ve already dropped a quarter of your goal.
But I had to drop 10-15kg (from 113kg to ~100kg) before people really started to say anything. Now I am down 25-26kg, people seem to notice all the time “Oh, you’ve lost more weight. Are you going to stop yet?” - no, not yet. Another 5-8kg please.
Some of the guys at the gym have commented too - last night a guy who I see regularly but don’t know to talk to asked me how much I had lost, and commented that I must be pretty proud of myself. And I am, but I am more annoyed at myself for waiting till I was over 40 to do it. I wish I had done this much earlier - in my mid 20’s preferably when I would have only needed to lose a few kilos. But I am really happy, and need to add another hole to my belt - another inch gone.
My wife gets back from a month in NZ next week - I am hoping that she will be pleasantly impressed by my progress in that time - I am getting suspiciously close to having a six-pack.
Thanks, Si! I am determined not to say anything to anyone here in thinthinthinbloodyf***ing thin Japan. It is very hard for me because I can’t write about this on my blog as some Japanese “friends” read it so I have no outlet beyond my husband, who I do not want to bore into an early grave.
It is a hard thing to explain but Japanese women in some ways can not be trusted and although I have a couple of friends who are friends enough to read my blog, and we go out together and stuff, if they knew I was exercising and dieting they’d be all helpful and supportive. From their 5 ft nothing 45kg perspective of helping the enormous elephant trim down a bit of blub but knowing that all foreigners are fat and that will never change in its essentials… I have had this before and I am now burnt and just can’t bear any more of it.
I am doing this for me, and not for beauty but for health, to live longer and better. There’s also another thing - I need a health check and if I go now then I will be scorned and derided by the doctors for my weight and I simply can’t bear any more of that either. The trouble with that is according to Japanese charts someone my height should be a maximum of 52kg (114lbs for a 5ft 3 person of medium build) and I simply would be ill if I was that thin. When I had appendicitis six years ago, I looked at the scar for the first time and saw that it was a good three inches long. I said to the dr that it was much bigger than I had expected and he looked at me and said “Well I couldn’t cut any smaller because you are obese.” I was 60kg at the time…
So there is NO HOPE for me in this country. Foreigners are fat, even when they are not. It makes any outward gratification for doing this almost nil.
I am doing this for me, I am doing this for me, this is my mantra!
I forgot to add at the end of this rant, I sincerely hope you get thoroughly jumped on when your wife returns, Si! Great efforts deserve great rewards and all that…
