Month 1

MONTH 1 STATS: weight–208.4 * clothing size–18/20

What is it about the *new* year that gets us thinking about changing our lives? There is just something about the promise of new beginnings. When the calendar changes from 07 to 08, we are truly leaving the past in the dust. I’m clinging to this hope right now and building on my past successes. I’ve done this before; I can do this again.

 My plan is simple: One moment at a time. I know that to be successful in my body transformation, I will have to deal with the moments as they come and accept the freedom of making choices. Both of these ideas tend to get lost somewhere in the middle of our extra body fat. You see, it crowds my brain when I say, “Okay, let’s plan to exercise each day this week for 30 minutes.” I get overloaded and busy and plan to cram Tuesday’s session with Wednesday’s because I was at work late. However, if I get up in the morning and tell myself, “30 minutes today.” I can deal with that…and I usually do more than that.

It works the same for food. I’ve drawn up more diet plans than I want to admit. It’s too much. Instead, I have to look at each meal. This is why the Schwarzbein plan seems to work well for me. I set my eating goals as *real* food with less than 15 carbs in each meal. That’s pretty simple: a lean protein, green vegetable, and small carbohydrate four or five times each day.

This is livable. This is doable.

My New Experiment

Pat me on the back. I’ve actually climbed aboard my elliptical machine two nights in a row! I won’t lie to you; I still resent every single minute I’m spinning my legs, but I do enjoy the elation I feel when I step off it. If only I could bottle that feeling!

So tonight I was thinking about my weight and my eating habits because today I sat down and ate an entire box of Little Debbie Fudge Swiss Rolls for no other reason than they were there. One thing I have discovered about myself is that I am much less likely to eat an entire box of snack cakes after a workout. It’s something about that body glow. I’m going to try a little experiment. Instead of shooting for a one hour workout, I’m going to split them up into two thirty-minute workouts. This should also help some with my boredom problem.

I firmly believe that weight loss, like life, is all about discovering what works for you. More about this idea later.

Why Do You Eat?

“You should go get some Dexatrim to keep you from eating at night.”

“But appetite isn’t really my problem.”

“What? How can appetite not be your problem? Why do you eat?”

If I had an answer for that, I’d be almost as wealthy as the creator of Dexatrim. I was thinking of this today as I tried to figure out what to get for lunch today. And I thought of it some more while I inhaled my way too many calories and then intentionally consumed a piece of apple pie. The apple pie is tragic because (1) it really wasn’t very tasty and (2) I really don’t like apple pie.

So why did I eat the pie slice? For one thing, I paid almost $3.00 for it. I didn’t want to feel like I was throwing away my money. I liked the feeling of the crust inside my mouth, the way it melted and pressed against my tongue. I also thoroughly loved sitting by myself with the pie and was putting off letting the dogs back in and getting to work on some odds and ends around here. And you know, as much as I hate the feeling of being overly full, I absolutely LOVE the feeling of a filled belly.  It makes me feel complete.

Just looking over the list leads me to believe that I’m not doing enough to feel satisfied in my life. Okay, so I KNOW that I’m not doing enough to feel satisfied. Revelation is a wonderful thing, but it needs to lead to action. I suppose that’s my next step.

Just a Quick Update

My life feels like a Tilt-O-Whirl right now. For the next three weeks, I will be packing and cleaning and moving and getting ready for a new year with new students and co-workers. To say that I’m stunned is an understatement. All in all, life is good, if not excitingly terrifying for the moment.

It seems something has shifted in my head again. I broke down and went for a massage yesterday. While on the table I couldn’t help but think about how important it is to take care of my body. Later, I was watching Shalom in the Home, and he said something about how our bodies are on loan from God. I suppose this is enough for me to really throw myself in to creating balance in my life, and for me, that starts with food.

All this takes me back to the one thing that seemed to help me get my focus last year. I really do believe that health is not a one-size-fits-all endeavor. What has worked for my family and friends may or may not work for me, so I have to ask myself what does work. Then I have to answer honestly. I know that what works is cutting out processed foods, exercising daily, reminding myself that I have choices in life, and taking a parent stance with my head. (That means I will verbally tell myself no when I throw a tantrum about Dairy Queen.)

In reality, that’s not a difficult list. I know this works. Just today, I reminded myself that I could choose to go through the drive thru for lunch or I could just come home. I came home. I’ll write more about this later because I believe this is an important concept for anyone with an eating disorder. We all have choices.

I Suck

Sigh.

That’s what I have to say.

I’m fighting each moment with the voice in my head that wants to me eat. This blasted voice keeps arguing with me that it’s okay to get dressed and go out in the rain to Dairy Queen or the corner store for a Blizzard or Moonpies or my favorite peanut butter pie. So far I’ve countered with some string cheese and dried fruit, and not-so-satisfying salad with turkey and cottage cheese. Then I’m bombarded with orgasmic fantasies of sitting at Sweet Tomatoes and gorging myself on their salad bar and soups and corn muffins. My best “mom” voice comes out then reminding me that I can go there on Friday…for my off meal.

This sucks. I suck. Why can’t I just get my stuff together? How do I wake up all pumped for the day ahead of me only to be sideswiped by these stupid food fantasies? I want to scream right now!

Goals – 7/1/07

In the back of my head, I have this delightfully insane idea that I will workout for 2 hours each day. Please hold the laughter and let me bask in the insanity for a moment.

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Okay, laugh. Actually, I figured that I need to at least lay out some of my goals for the week.

• Get my butt on the elliptical for a minimum of 30 minutes each day (during Dharma & Greg).
• Drag my butt to the gym at least twice this week: once for an upper body and once for a lower body workout.
• Stick to my 24 WW points each day.
• Make better food choices, i.e. fewer processed foods. (I know I feel better when I don’t eat lots of carbs.)
• Water. Water. Water. 64 oz. each day.

That’s good for this week. I don’t think I could handle any more drastic changes. So here’s the plan. Each day I will post how I’ve done with the listed goals. I suppose I can hold myself accountable to my little blog.

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

I caught a glimpse of my hips in the mirror yesterday and was stunned by their width. I find it so amazing that I was 35 pounds lighter one year ago and able to wear all the clothes that are in my closet. You’d think this would be enough of a motivator for me. But no. I’ve managed to eat my own weight in Chinese food, ice cream, and lime squares yesterday. Today I’m aiming even higher with a Sweet Sixteen bag of donuts and breakfast from McDonald’s. What’s even sadder is that as soon as I got in my car this morning, I devoured the remaining potato wedges that I bought last night and hid there so my husband wouldn’t find them.

Why do I do this? What void am I trying to fill?  It seems silly to me, but there must be a reason for all this.

I read that Aquarians have this eery ability to visualize what they want to happen and wait for it. I did this when I wanted to start teaching. I visualized myself in front of the chalkboard and pulling into the parking lot of the school where I wanted to work. Just five months later, I was there. I think I need to try this.

Here are my goals for this week:

• Visualize myself exercising, eating well, and being thin.
• Get on the elliptical for a minimum of 30 min. each day this week.
• Drink my water.
• No eating in the car.

Small Beginnings

I pulled out of the Sonic drive-thru and popped a tater tot in my mouth. Normally, I love tater tots. I’d totally swipe them off someone’s lunch tray and stuff them away in my pocket for later. This particular tater tot had a chewy consistency, like it *had* been sitting around in someone’s pocket. That in itself is a scary thought, and most people would have stopped eating the tater tots. Not me. I paid for them, thank you, and I was going to get my money’s worth. And I did. I ate every single, chewy, stale tater tot in the box, and with each bite, I thought about every time I’ve heard someone say, “Don’t eat it if you don’t want it.”

So why did I do it? What was I trying to prove? That question has haunted me for years. I have no answer now, but I hope that I find the answers here…in the process.