Some people would see that as a license to be bad. I see it as grace.
Today I have the day to work at home, except for one special appointment. I'm going to do a little of that, but also some spring cleaning. I may ride my bike to work to incorporate my exercise productively. It's only 4 or 5 miles. My butt should be ok with that without bicycle shorts. Or maybe I can wear them under my dress clothes?
DH and I stopped taking the Dr. Mercola Biothin when we ran out. We pretty much felt the same as these reviewers on Amazon. We didn't see any point. They didn't seem to make any difference in anything. If they were less expensive, we might have given them a longer trial run, but eh, at that price it just wasn't worth it.
I did however just ordered PGX. I read an an advertisement (masquerading as an article) on Huffington Post, then a bunch of reviews. The product was inexpensive, and most people seemed to like it. If my husband and I both take it as directed, we don't have quite a months supply, but many people said they saw a difference in just a couple of weeks. If it's just me, I should have plenty of time to determine if
As my TomTom used to say (in an Aussie accent), "Turn around! Your going the wrong way!"
I only biked just over 4 miles yesterday and did perhaps 20 minutes of Zumba medium intensity. Not much. Food was typical, but I was so busy all day I didn't log it. Still, not likely more than 1200 calories.
I once again got about 4 hours of broken sleep. I went to bed late, got up early, and got up once to use the facilities.
I'll try to keep it to 800 calories and 2 hours of exercise per day during the week to see if I can't get it back down. It seems that's what will be required. Can't do a steak day today. Life is in the way.
Not even close to 800 calories today. Actually, almost exactly double that.
I craved carbs to the point of caving this afternoon. I had two breadsticks left over from Olive Garden and...cookies. Knowing the consequences, I could not resist.
Now, the cookies have been in this house for about a month and I didn't even think about them. The breadsticks I resisted at dinner, and all day yesterday. But today it was like I just couldn't stay away.
I'm so tired I am just forcing myself to stay awake long enough that if I go to bed I won't be up at 3 am. And I've been the walking dead all day. But I made myself go for a walk (3 miles) and do 10 minutes of some simple asanas after to stretch it out and cool down.
While on the walk, I wondered if my lack of sleep contributed at all to my insatiable desire for carbs today. I looked it up when I got back, and guess what? I found Lack of Sleep Causes Excess Carbohydrate Consumption. This does not surprise me. It really was an abnormal WANT. As I said, these foods have been available to me, but essentially invisible...until today.
Now they are invisible because they are gone. Well, in all likelihood they'll show up on my butt tomorrow, so I guess not so invisible.
I would like to say this is going to be a steak day. It may. But it is such a beautiful day already, that I see much hiking and biking in my future, and that means I may not be able to hold off for a steak until dinner. We'll see.
There's nothing to say about this except it sucks, it's not unexpected, it could be worse, and I wish a had more value added content for anyone traversing this path. But I don't right now
This was better than expected. I ate about 1500 calories yesterday, and I only got 2 miles of walking in.
Today is a busy day, likely not much for exercise. We'll likely eat out. I plan to make good choices, but I'll likely have a couple of glasses of wine before the night is over. I'll likely be making up for it all week.
Well, the day pretty much did go as planned. We were in the car much of the day. We may have walked a mile or two through stores and such. I did Zumba, one medium intensity song, when we got home.
I had a piece of sugar-free, gluten-free pumpkin bread and 2 tbsp. peanut butter before we left. On the road I had two .5 pieces of gouda. At the party I had 1 slice of sugar-free, gluten-free banana bread. I drank water all day.
Dinner was harder to calculate on the app, but we ate at Olive Garden and I did NOT have bread or any of the appetizer (that included bread and cheese). I had a salad, and I ate the chicken out of the dish I ordered and gave the pasta to my husband. We did not have desert. I had one glass of wine.
It is now 5 hours later and I'm having another glass of wine, but I've had nothing else. I'm still full, in fact.
I anticipate being in bed by midnight and hope to sleep in. I'm very tired for some reason.
It will be interesting to see what happens on the scale tomorrow. I did really well, but maybe not good enough.
Well, that was short-lived.
And I have no clue what the deal is. I ate 1100 calories yesterday, but with my 5 mile walk and Zumba, My calculator says I have a 270 calories deficit.
Variables that come to mind:
If anyone ever taps into this record of my journey, it should be really, really clear that losing not a simple matter of 'calories in, calories out'! We've been fed a line of bull for a long time. I believed it for a long time. It made me feel crazy that I gained for no apparent reason. I know it looks like I did here, but there is a reason. I just have to figure it out.
Without this introspection and scrutiny, it is easy for me to see how this could have creep up on me daily, weekly, monthly, yearly. I see it now when I see friends post about having ice-cream, cake, fast food. Like me, they will post that they only have ice-cream a couple of times a year; pizza once a month, fast food once or twice a year, cake on birthdays...and it doesn't seem like a lot. It especially doesn't seem like it should be a problem when some people eat that crap EVERY DAY and don't gain. But for some of us, that adds up to something that makes us gain every couple of weeks. And it may only be a pound or two every couple of weeks that we gain, but we never have a chance to recover.
I got to 212 by this insidious creep upward of 5-10 lb. per year. Even with an incremental loss of 5 lb. here and there, if it look me a month or two to lose that, I'd give up and be back where I started and then some.
I'm still trying to figure out what is going to bring me down the rest of the way and keep me there. I'm still trying to build some muscle that will make me a better burner, even if that means my weight is up, but my size is down. Without daily logging and public accountability (though I doubt anyone reads this) I might be tempted to let things slide.
I also know once I figure out what keeps me where I want to be, which is different than it was the year and a half of effortless stabilization before the DVT, that may only work for a period of time. Illness, injury or just age can change it up on me again and I may have to start over and figure out a new normal.
I'm tired just thinking about it. I get angry and feel it's unfair that I should have to when so many people don't. But it is what it is. I like how I feel small. I like how I look in my cute clothes. I like that I can DO stuff and it feels good.
Well, I guess we've now established some parameters.
Yesterday, I did one hour of yoga (hard, sweaty yoga too...not namby-pamby stretching only) and one hour of brisk walking. I ate less than 1000 calories (965, actually) and burned 466. No wine. I wasn't hungry. I was in bed by 10 pm and slept in until 7 am.
So now I know. At least 2 hours of exercise, and no more than 800-1000 calories per day. I'm on it. Seeing the scale come down makes me feel far better than wine tastes.
Having said that, we are having company for the next two weekends, so I'll likely have some, but if I can work within the established parameters during the week that shouldn't be a proble
Yeah. I'm not sure where to go with that one.
No sugar, no starch, no wine; walked 3.5 miles in an hour (which is moving for me...my legs are short); and my intake was 841 so I burned almost 300 more than my daily goal of 867 set to reach the goal of 2.5 lb. loss per week. I drank plenty of water. I got a full night of great sleep. I'd understand a .2 or .4 loss. I'd even understand a zero day. I don't understand a .7 GAIN!
However, what I do know is that I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing. I can't use it as an excuse to say, "Whatever! If it's not going to work I'm just going to have..." because I know it will work now. Eventually. Even if it hasn't in the past. I just have to keep going.
Now that the achy/fever feeling is gone, I'll lift some heavy things again today. And I have put some miles behind me just to keep my blood moving. So, with the other things that are on my list to do, I better get to it.
I ate all of about 700 calories total yesterday. I expected a little more. Oh well, at least it wasn't up again.
I didn't exercise at all. I was achey and tired and had a low grade temperature. I went to bed early.
Today i woke up with a lurking headache. We'll see how the day goes.
We do have an assignable root cause...a cookie. Yes. One damn cookie. A calorie is not just a calorie.
I decided to chance a vegan, organic cookie. It was not sugar-free, but it wasn't super sweet. It was big. It had over 250 calories in it. So I didn't eat my big salad last night. I had cauliflower with parmesan and asiago.
I only walked a mile. I got my basement organized and got some sewing done, but I'm afraid that doesn't count as exercise.
I tried to do a steak day, but by about 10:30 I was so hungry my stomach actually hurt. I was able to hold off until almost 1 pm, but then I had brussels sprouts, string cheese and an apple. I had a tbsp. of peanut butter before our walk, that darn cookie as I was out running errands with my daughter, and the cauliflower late...like 7-ish. My husband and I did enjoy the last happy hour of a wonderful weekend. I do think some wine impacts me more than others, even if it's just a glass or two.
So, it's either the cookie combined with the wine and not walking, or it's the time change messing with my internal rhythms. I know my husband is sick today. And having just watched a news program about how the time changes messes with peoples systems so much that heart attacks and suicides increase, it could be.
I also only got about 5 out of the 8 hours of sleep I should have gotten. Bleh. I woke up wondering if and when I'd be able to fit a nap in. However, looking at the s
I'm not sure how that is possible. We walked 4.5 miles yesterday in some challenging terrain. My glutes are sore. It took us 2 hours, so we weren't moving fast, but I think I used muscles that I don't typically use. We maneuvered over ice and mud and rocks.
My calorie intake was reasonable. I had an apple and a Baby Bell Gouda for breakfast, a sweet potato for lunch, 28 almonds as a snack after hiking, lots of water, and a BLT salad for dinner: romaine, tomato, onion, 2 pieces of bacon, 100 g chicken breast, avocado, 1 hard boiled egg and homemade blue cheese dressing...with greek yogurt instead of sour cream as a base. It was a big salad; easily 2 heaping cups or more. Over the course of the evening, We stayed up late and watched SNL and I poured 3 glasses of wine, but only drank two. I dumped the 3rd. It always seems like another glass is a good idea when I pour it, but by the time I get around to taking a sip it just doesn't sound good anymore. In any case, I'm guessing it's the wine that's the problem. One glass doesn't seem to be an issue, but when we go out and I have more than that, or on weekends if I get lax on the amount, it's an issue.
Today I have some running to do, some spring cleaning to do, and I'll get a long walk outside, but just in town...nothing challenging. I will lift some weights, no wine, and either shoot for a steak day or perhaps just a low carb veggie/protein loaded day. We'll see.
I struggled with my weight for over 20 years. I tried everything to lose weight. Yes, I did 'eat less, move more' repeatedly, convinced that doing the same thing over and over would someone yield different results. Desperate, having diligently done all the 'right' things and being told by several doctors that there was nothing wrong with me except that I wasn't trying hard enough, in 2009 I tried what seemed crazy: Dr. Simeons Hcg protocol. I lost 85 lb.