Weekly weigh-in: + 1 pound.
That’s not good.
Don’t lose heart! Just keep on track and it will get better.
Yesterday I went right back on my diet, as I promised Friday night. I had **no **sweets at all yesterday. In fact, I’m finding that I crave them less often and want an apple more often. In fact I keep some peanut butter M&Ms in the freezer. Remember the rule is if, after an apple I *still *crave a sweet I can have one so that it doesn’t become an obsession. So I have them there for that reason. Yesterday I went and gave them a look when I was bored and guess what? I wasn’t *even tempted! * Hooray! Maybe I am reshaping my behavior patterns.
I neglected to work out yesterday, but today I did it first thing in the morning. Up to 12 minutes. Should easily hit 20 minutes a day by next weekend.
I just got the following gem via e-mail, and I thought immediately of you, Twicks. Numbers 2 and 3 are of paticular interest to all involved in this thread…
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Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions to
its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate
meanings for common words.
The winners are:
1 Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.
2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained
3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.
5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.
6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absent-mindedly
answer the door in your nightgown.
7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.
8 Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.
9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run
over by a steamroller
10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.
11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam
12. Rectitude (n), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.
13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.
14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.
15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), (back by popular demand): The belief that, when
you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by
Jewish men.
Day 12.
Down 4 pounds.
[sings]“I enjoy being a girl!”[/sings]
Turns out today was the first day of my period. I am truly okay with calling the pound water weight.
Thanks for the pep talk, though, guys – delightfully enough, my first reaction was “oh well, I guess I’ll just have to do better this week.”
Is anyone else using FitDay to track their eating and exercising? I’ve been using it for a week now and it has really helped me keep track of what I’m eating and thinking twice about eating certain things.
For the first time in my life I turned down free chocolates. Someone had them sitting in the lab at work for the past week and I didn’t even touch them! I have a serious sweet tooth, so this is quite an accomplishment!
Exercising is not the hard part for me. In fact, I’ve played 4 hours of hockey, skied for 7 hours, and ran 16 miles in the past week. But controlling my food intake has proven to be quite a challenge!
Here’s a link to my public FitDay journal if anyone is interested:
http://www.fitday.com/WebFit/PublicJournals.html?Owner=einsweil
I use the $20 downloadable version to track my stuff…
I’m down 4 lbs from last Sunday.
Twickster: I gain 3 pounds every time my period rolls around. You may have lost.
Week one is over and I’ve lost 2.4 pounds (thank you google conversion calculator) which I’m really pleased with!
I can report an NSV (non scale vistory): yesterday I walked around* a mall for the first time in easily two years. And I finally got my ears re-pierced
Also - on Thursday, during my chorus rehearsal, I was up on the risers and standing. Not the whole time but for at least 4 minutes. twice. For me, with my arthritis, major NSV.
*in one entrance and halfway down the main corridor to the Piercing Pagoda (and back) - but way more walking and standing than I’ve been able to do in a very long time
A week and a day, and I am feeling a little bit better. I have certainly increased my vegetable intake dramatically, and frozen berries make a lovely dessert. When thawed, I mean. I want to improve my eating even more–more fruits, vegetables, high-fibre, lower fat foods. I am going for a lot of colour and less processing.
This week the exercising program starts.
I’ve ‘lost’ 9 pounds–not 9 pounds of fat, I’m sure, as I, well, pigged out December 31st (that was a weird evening, for other reasons) and I have shamelessly stolen the idea for the Excel spreadsheet that will track the average weight for the week. That seems like a really good way to not be so focused on the daily weight fluctuations, but looking for a gradual, steady loss.
The mini-marathon of “You Are What You Eat” program really helped too. Seeing the week’s worth of food laid out was sobering–it looked like the kind of food I too often eat.
Used to eat.
On with the fruits, the veggies, the water and the positive thinking.
235/226/150
I’ve decided that weighing myself every week sets my goals a little too short-term for me. My long term goal is to fit into the pants I’ve “outgrown,” so I’m setting my goal at wearing pants with a 36-inch waistline comfortably. I’m currently wearing a 40-inch waistline. My 38 pants don’t quite close, and my 36s are absurdly far from zipping up, much less closing.
We won’t talk about my 34-inch pants (but in college, 34 was my “fat” size.)
Is it too late for me to join in? Here’s the deal:
As of last Thursday, I was diagnosed with Diabetes and am checking my BG levels twice a day, plus taking meds twice a day.
. Plus, my BP was rather high. Plus, I’m a fatass. I’m hoping with weightloss, the diabetes problem will go away…since I’m realistic, it runs in the family and I know better. I’m probably stuck with it for life.
I know losing weight will help drop the high blood pressure, though. I suppose I will do what I can to make that happen.
I’m cutting WAY back on carbs and excercising, no sugar, etc. I just hope it works!
It’s never too late to start taking better care of your body! Welcome to the club!
Well, this weekend sucked as far as healthy foods go but with running around, cleaning, doing laundry, running errands, I wasn’t sedentary at all.
At my mom’s for dinner last night I weighed myself on her scale and it showed 180 (2 weeks ago a different scale showed 195). Her’s is about 2-5 lbs off from my doctor’s scale. I need to buy a new one for my home.
I don’t really know then what my actual weight is but I wouldn’t be surprised if I was down a bit since I stopped drinking beer about a month and a half ago. I did have 2 on friday night but I used to be the “come home from work crack open a few” type. Now it’s water or tea. I think ditching the beer is going to have a major impact on my weight in the long term.
REPORT CARD:
- drinking lots of water: Marginally improved.
- accepting being “hungry” which, in quotes, means mostly bored. : very good
** 3) No eating past, shall we say, 8 PM? ** Excellent. One cookie all week.
** 4) regular exercise. **
Fair. I started, but sometimes had to stop because I felt dizzy ** 5) portion size. Very good, mostly I think by paying attention to feeling full and stopping consciously. **
** 6) Eating while cooking. Good.:
** 7) proportion of veggies to proteins:** Excellent. I picked up veggies every time I shopped, and I hate throwing food out so I’ve been cooking something every meal.
Reality check: you can never, ever, use weight loss to solve problems that are not related to your weight. At your goal weight or not, you still have to live with yourself and deal with your problems. You will still have the same husband, the same job, the same kids, and the same life. Losing weight is not a cure for life. (Phillip C. McGraw, The Ultimate Weight Solution: The 7 Keys to Weight Loss Freedom)
Yesterday started out okay. Two scrambled eggs for breakfast. I made salmon salad with the leftover half of the filet from Saturday night and some mayo for lunch. I did my exercises. Then I went to Bellingham to look at a new tub surround to replace the tiles in the tub. And a friend called. I was getting a bit peckish, and he was bored. So we came up to my place and he made hot wings.
I’m lazy about hot wings. I bake them, salted, in the oven and toss them with Frank’s Red Hot sauce when they’re done. My friend did it ‘the right way’. He used a stick of butter, a bottle of Frank’s, lemon juice, garlic salt, pepper, and Tapatio for the sauce. He boiled the wings in Crisco shortening. That can’t be good for a diet! We ate the wings with ‘Lite’ blue cheese dressing (1g carbohydrate per two tbsp). And I had about twelve inches of celery. Two glasses of water with it. (I envied him his Longboard Lager!)
I was a bit worried. I found that I ‘got full’ surprisingly quickly, but I don’t know how many tablespoons of dressing I ate. In retrospect, I was no doubt below my 20g carb limit. Now way I consumed 40 tablespoons! And the food boiled in oil gave me pause.
With trepidation I weighed myself this morning. I was down a ‘soft pound’ from yesterday. (I say ‘soft pound’ because bathroom scales tend not to be very accurate and it didn’t ‘snap’ onto the mark but, sort of creeped onto it.) So giving myself the benefit of the doubt, I’m down five pounds from two weeks ago.
The next three days or so will be a little dicey. A handyman is coming over to work on the bathroom. This involves tearing out the tile, cleaning out the wall, possibly replacing some studs, putting in new insulation, putting up new (waterproof) drywall, and installing the new tub surround. Since I’ll have someone in my house, I’ll have to do an abbreviated exercise regimen. No jogging. I don’t want to leave anyone alone in the house, so I may not be able to do my walk. And I’ll have to bathe and wash my hair at the deep sink until the tub is finished.
On today’s menu: Breakfast will be Egg Beaters. Lunch will be ground beef. Dinner will be a roasted Cornish game hen. Snackage? Probably a bit of cheese and some celery, and maybe a little sliced ham.
What I’m really worried about is the exercise. If I don’t jog every day, then it may adversely affect my endurance. And the walks are important as well.
I had a mostly good week. Managed a 30+ minute walk 3 times last week. Ate smaller, healthier meals. Lowish on the carbs but not strictly LC.
Here’s what I’m learning about myself:
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It’s very ingrained in me not to waste food. The idea that throwing food away is “bad” I learned from early childhood and I feel guilty tossing food out even if no one’s going to eat it.
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I have a hard time not cleaning my plate (see #1 above) and if there’s a lot of food on my plate I have a very, very hard time stopping when I’m full.
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I eat really fast and take big bites of food. It’s an oral gratification/mouth feel thing and leads to over eating because my mouth desires more when my stomach has had enough.
I’m trying to change these habits. Starting with not eating when I’m not hungry or stopping when I’m satisfied (rather than stuffed). Last week I did pretty well with 1 and 2 but I still eat way too fast. That one’s a toughy.
Starting weight 185.5 Low this week was 181 but this morning I’m 183.5. Progress, right?
if you’re obsessive, like me, it’s hard not to weigh yourself everyday (right after surgery I was weighing myself 3 times a day)
But pick a day of the week and use that day only to track your progress. If you still feel the need to weigh yourself during the week do it only to see if you’re on track, but don’t chart that number.
I just save the leftovers and eat them later, or the next day, or over the next few days…
As I said, I was surprised at how quickly I was satisfied with the food last night. My friend made two bags of hot wings. Between the two of us, we didn’t finish the first bag. And he ate most of them. He did return to the pot throughout the evening though, so there were fewer wings after a couple of movies. I sent the leftovers home with him. It was nice stopping eating while there was still a lot of food left.
It seems I’m always the last to finish eating (except last night). The guy who was over last night is ex-Army, and my other friend is ex-Navy. Both are big guys. (The former is only about 230 and six feet, but the latter is like 260 and six-two.) They tend to wolf their food. We had steak last week, and they were nearly done before I even started! I like to taste my food, so I like to chew.