I decided I wanted to write about more than just weight loss. Please join me at the new site if you’re interested.
I tend to make hasty decisions late at night. One minute I may be folding laundry at 1am, and the next thing I know, I’ve decided it’s a good time to rearrange the furniture. Such was my decision to dedicate this blog solely to fitness and weight loss. I keep thinking of so many things I want to write about beyond my love of donuts and my lack of lifting any dumbbells. Don’t get me wrong, I STILL plan on pursuing my ambitions of losing weight and getting fit… but, I also want to talk about faith, family, and all things life-related.
So… I’m working on moving over to a new title- set up is already in progress, but with my bout with bronchitis, my birthday today, and Holy Week/Easter weekend, my time to get much else done has been scarce. All of this content (I say that like it’s a significant amount) will move over as well.
The new site link will be posted as soon as I can finish the set up.
Have a great Easter weekend!
One would think that the thought of publicly posting everything I eat in a day would terrify me into some healthier compulsions. I’ll admit, it wasn’t the worst day. I didn’t go to McDonald’s… SCORE! But it also wasn’t the best day I’ve had. I really do think I’ll have a better grip on things once this respiratory thing goes away. Before this hit me, I was exercising almost every day. The best exercise I got today was climbing the stairs while I did laundry. I did try to run around in the yard and chase the kids, but that left me wheezing like a 400 lb chain-smoker. I need prayers… and probably an antibiotic… but, I’m hoping my It Works Greens and some extra Vitamin C will get me through it quickly.
sauteed vegetables (kale, broccoli, and tomatoes) with two scrambled eggs (and spices)
It Works Greens with Orange Juice
– I would normally eat a late morning snack, but I got busy and just wasn’t hungry.
fajita style chicken with onions and peppers on salad greens, with tomatoes
two Samoa type cookies
(Seriously, I was standing in the kitchen, about to take my next to last bite of the second cookie and it suddenly hit me what I was eating. I hadn’t even thought twice about pulling them out of the pantry and eating them. Note to self: think before you eat.)
3/4 cup of Tri-color Rotini pasta
garden salad (with a tsp of dressing)
slice of 12 grain bread with garlic (and butter)
In the end, I didn’t eat enough vegetables; I didn’t really have enough protein, or fruits. And, I ate too many carbs. I’m not being too hard on myself- this is way better than days when I eat fast food, etc., but I know I need to do better to get where I want to be. Tomorrow is a new day.
Diet “plans” are not my favorite- mainly because I don’t plan on counting calories, or carbs, or food points for the rest of my life. I’m
lazy low-maintenance. I need a simple, long-term approach that is more of a lifestyle and less of a plan.
Two weeks ago, I started the 21 Day Fix with my best friend. The assumption is that it takes 21 days to form a new habit. Some people, like me, may need to do 42 days (or longer).
Basically, you have your categories of food: vegetables, fruits, proteins, carbs, fats, etc. Based on your weight, you eat a specific amount of each of those categories each day. It’s a little high-maintenance in that you have to measure everything out, but it teaches you proper portion control.
You can spend the money on their color-coded measuring cups, but I’m too thrifty and practical for that (read “cheap”). A quick search on Pinterest will give you all the information you need about proper measurements, etc. I don’t do their DVDs, or drink Shakeology.
In my opinion, it’s a good plan because it focuses on real food and portion control. Once you learn to control your portions, you really don’t have to do anything else, but stick with eating better foods. I mean, no one has ever gotten fat eating too much broccoli, right?
I’ve kind of fallen off the plan during the past few days because I’ve been battling a respiratory infection and it’s been easy to use that excuse to eat donuts. I’m kidding. I haven’t eaten any donuts. I thought about a donut yesterday. Great… now I’m thinking about one again! But, I’m trying to get back on track so I’ll try to think about lettuce… clean, crispy, fresh lettuce… cream filled, chocolate glazed lettuce… maybe I should just hide the car keys.
I read somewhere, once, that people who blog about their weight loss are more successful. I guess there’s something to be said about public humiliation. Self-inflicted, of course. Please do not humiliate anyone else publicly- let’s be clear on that.
Here’s the skinny (every pun intended):
When I got pregnant with my son, I decided to enjoy being pregnant. As long as I was gaining weight, I was going to enjoy getting fat. So, I enjoyed my first Super Sonic Cheeseburger, among other things. About 70 lbs later, I thought I was going to give birth to a record setting baby. He weighted in around 7 lbs. Did I really eat 63 lbs of Popeye’s chicken?? Apparently so.
Those first 20 lbs came off within the week after giving birth, and I thought to myself, “I got this!” I was NEVER going to be one of those women who never loses their pregnancy weight.
Almost six years later, I’m still carrying around about 35 buckets of chicken.
So… here I am. Public
humiliation accountability time. I know all the right things to do and I can get really motivated for a week or so, but the only thing I consistently lose is determination.
I want this time to be different.
That’s why I’m sharing. A lot. If there’s one thing you can expect from me, it’s honesty. If I end up sitting in the parking lot of Wal-Mart, eating a box of Ding Dongs (cause I’m classy like that), you’ll hear about it. But just know- that is NOT my goal. So, intervene, people. Intervene.
My plan of attack is simply eating better and exercising. Discipline and hard work.
Whether you’re here to support me, join me, or just laugh at me- I hope you’ll walk with me. I’ll try to make it entertaining.
I’m going to hold to the Weight Watchers way of tracking- “if you bite it, you write it.” So, one of the things I’ll be doing is keeping a daily food journal here. I’m not narcissistic enough to think that you care about what I eat every day. But, I need to know that I have to make it known. That may just keep me from eating a can of frosting with a spoon. A girl can hope.