In the past month I’ve lost less than 2 pounds. TWO. Two pounds is how much experts say is healthy to lose in a week, not a month. If I was on the Biggest Loser then I’d be losing…and not in the good way. That should be depressing, right?
However, I measured this morning and I’ve lost an inch on my waist alone in that same month. Taking these measurements has been motivational when I wanted to stick my tongue out at the scale and call it a liar. I’ve been getting more and more people noticing that I’m shrinking (I like using that word because it implies perpetual action). In the past month on the few areas I keep measuring I’ve lost more than 4 inches….in. a. month. Honestly I have no idea if that is normal or expected, but it feels extraordinary!
This week I’ll be checking out a gym and working on alternative workout options. Bought some yummy veggies and am working on eating more of those and less carbs. Carbs = sugar for diabetics like me. Stress and carbs make my blood sugar shoot through the roof which gives me a headache right behind my eyes and makes me want to nap. I’m taking 13 credit hours in school, have 3 children, and want to get pre-approved for a home loan in the next month. When do I have time to nap?
Wish me luck.
Slow and steady wins the race. Isn’t that how the saying goes? You know from the fable about the tortoise and the hare? The hare is all gung ho but easily distracted. The tortoise may be slow, but he’s consistent…and has a hard shell and he’s green. I like green.
Since starting this beautiful blog in September I have lost just over 15 pounds (latest scale picture below – happy dance!) and since I started measuring in October I’ve lost more than 6 inches!
Maybe that’s not something that would sell a miracle pill, a workout program, a gym membership or a workout DVD, but I’ve got nothing to sell. I’m just sharing my story (of course, I wouldn’t pass up big bucks to write a book, but nobody is knocking at my door). My story is about making the little changes, fixing bad habits, and sticking to it. I’m not racing to a goal weight. I haven’t even set a goal weight. I want to be a healthy weight. I know it’s less than 170 which is what I weighed when I got pregnant with my oldest. Other than that I figure I’ll recognize it when I get there.
This time of year people are making resolutions, but they seem to dissolve quickly into “Things I Wish I Had Done This Year”. So! Let’s talk about how to do it right. Like I said I don’t have a goal weight yet. My goals now have to do with changing bad habits and increasing the frequency of good ones. If you want a goal to work it needs to be specific. Rather than “eat healthier” I make specific goals to improve a good habit (or change a bad habit) one at a time. My most recent goal is to eat more vegetables.
Next you need to make a plan. Not much gets done when you just say, “I think I’ll make twice as much money this year as I did last year!” It may be positive thinking, but unless you have a plan of action to back up your goal it is not likely to come to fruition…works the same with eating more veggies (or working out more, etc). My plan includes going through the produce section EVERY TIME I hit the store, even if it’s just for one item. Keeping my refrigerator stocked with veggies I enjoy is key to making sure I’m eating them. Additionally, I add a serving (or sometimes a salad) to my lunch. I’m a lunch on the run kind of girl, so this helps me to eat more than just a turkey sandwich or reheated main dish from last night’s dinner.
If you’re making changes to your diet and exercise plan during this new year I invite you to be a tortoise. Slow and steady. I was looking back at my scale pictures and realized over a few weeks I went back and forth with the same five pounds, but I’ve beat that hurdle and am now in the 220s! Exciting!!! I suppose that’s another goal I’ve set for myself: to accept the slow and steady of 2012 and not give up when it gets hard.
Wish me luck!
Last week at this time, things were much different. I was excited at the prospect of spending a holiday with my COMPLETE family. Oh, how things can change in the blink of an eye. As AB has already let you know my husband had an unfortunate collision at a Thanksgiving morning football game that landed him in the hospital with a broken rib and collapsed lung. My day changed in an instant. Nothing else mattered. The turkey I had gotten up early to baste, the pies and foods I had specifically chosen for him (afterall, he was FINALLY home from Iraq)..none of it mattered. One of his favorite quotes is above our bed, “Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but the moment that take our breath away”. All I could think of was how badly I just wanted him to breathe, to be healthy, to be back with us where he belonged.
He was able to be released on Saturday night, and our lives are taking a slow pace again, and I am trying to be okay with that. It isn’t easy, as we have four kiddos, and in escrow on our 1st home. However, I am trying to step back and look at the priorities now. I thought that things like Black Friday, Perfect Turkey Dinners, and being done with Christmas shopping were important. Nope, not so much. I will probably be out finishing the week of Christmas…and thats okay. My family, and our health is more important..and far more valuable.
I did …hmmm, wonder how?? LOL. LOSE weight over the holiday. Yet, I am still not going to weigh for todays blog. Instead I decided to measure..
Neck: 12 1/4″ ( 1/4 ” loss), Chest: 44″ (3 inch loss), Hips:49 1/2 ” (3 inch loss), Waist: 40″ (2 1/2 “loss), Arm: 9 3/4″ (1/4″ loss), Calf 14 3/4″ (1/2″ loss), Ankle: 7 1/2″ (1/4” loss) all these losses were from the last time I measured…3 weeks ago!!!
Measuring and Breathing…my focus this week. Both are paying off =)
This morning I did not take my husband to the airport.
Sixteen years and I still want to be the last thing he sees before he leaves town and the first thing he sees when he gets back. But today…today his flight was interfering with my Friday morning weigh in routine. When I told him I didn’t want to miss exercise class I only half meant it. I wanted to miss class and kiss him at the curb before his weekend away! But more than that I wanted to get my workout in and do my neurotic weigh in routine. He wasn’t phased one bit. I pouted a little, but he assured me that my priorities were in the right place. I love that man!
Before I went back to college as a “reentry student” I spent too much time watching TV. I’d watch while I folded laundry. I’d have it on in the background while I blogged or cleaned house or made dinner. I would just sit and watch anything that even remotely looked interesting. Tonight I sat in front of the TV for longer than I have spent watching the entire rest of October: 2 whole episodes of Grey’s Anatomy (and I’m still not caught up). I’ve decided that 2 hours of (mostly) uninterrupted TV is a good reward for me these days. Of course, I only have time to watch TV on Fridays or maybe Sunday afternoons. But lucky for me I weigh in on Fridays and (if all goes well) will be looking for a non-ingestible treat!
Yesterday here in beautiful Southern California in October it hit 103 degrees farenheit. In October. Not my kind of change.
After school it didn’t take much for the kids to persuade me we needed to go to the pool. The pool for which the heater has been turned off for the season. My middle child jumped in then said, “I’m refreshed. Can I go home?” It was THAT cold. But we stayed. And while we swam I noticed something peculiar: the board shorts I bought at the beginning of the summer fit me so much better! When I first got them the slightest movement would pop the velcro front open. I swam the whole day without the embarrassing pop. Woo hoo! That just confirmed to me that I need to follow in Aim’s footsteps and measure.
This morning after I weighed in and before I was fully clothed I pulled out my tape measure and created a spread sheet (not with the tape measure – it was two different things – in case you were confused). Maybe I’ll share with you at some point. Maybe.
I lost over a pound, so you’d think “Good week!” Right? But I know I didn’t do as much exercise as I could have. This week, I plan to get at least 4 workouts in. Four. That’s doable.
And I’m sticking to my pledge to Rae – no candy.
And I really need to get at least 7 hours of sleep every night. At least! (she types as the clock is about to hit midnight)
Wish me luck!