I think I fear commitment. I get off track with something (exercise) and am too scared to return because I’m afraid that I will have gained four pounds. I stopped exercising for a week at the beginning of January (new semester began) and then I was afraid to weigh myself after that because I thought I had gained weight. I kept exercising but wouldn’t weight myself until the beginning of February. When I did weigh myself, the results were positive. I had reached my first 5-pound loss milestone.
This week has been bad for me. I’ve been kind of sick and I’ve been eating way too much and not exercising enough. I’m afraid to step on the scale. I set a goal to lose five more pounds in 30 more days (which will end in a week or two). So far, I’ve only lost 2 or 3 pounds. The first five were easy, but these are becoming more difficult. I’m afriad that I’m not going to make my goal in time.
I’m jumping back on the wagon TODAY, but will it be enough time?! I really hope so.
I think my main weakness is the evening. I’ve noticed that the majority of my discretionary eating takes place in the evening; most specifically after dinner. My portion control for breakfast, lunch, and dinner are alright, and my snacks are usually pretty healthy but after I’ve eaten dinner, everything hits the fan. My desserts are too large and my ‘midnight snacking’ has gotten out of hand. I’ve got to work on that from now on.
In other news, I pigged out on New Year’s Eve/Day. I suppose it was fitting, though; the last night of 2008 and of my eating habits. I did pretty well during the day on New Year’s Eve; by 4 PM I had only consumed about 600 calories and was getting ready for the evening festivities. Even dinner was pretty good, but, as usual, post-dinner eating was my undoing. Regardless, I’m done with that now and I am ready to move forward.
I gained back about a pound and a half of the four pounds that I lost in the last week, but I’m attributing it to muscle mass. Am I creating some sort of dilusional euphamism for myself? I hope not. My abs are starting to come back out under the jelly, so I guess that’s a good sign.
I’m ready for the fruits of this labor.
Sorry about the eleven-month hiatus. It won’t happen again, I promise.
Good news is that I haven’t had any soda in fifteen months. I think that’s pretty badass and I’m quite proud of myself. Bad news is that I’ve kind of fallen off the wagon. My eating habits are less than perfect and my exercise schedule is non-existant. Well, actually it’s existant but it’s really nothing special. Becuase of time constraints and the weather, it’s basically walking three times a week for 45 minutes. It sucks, but it’s better than nothing.
The better news is that I’m going to get whipped into shape (literally). I want to set some major boundaries for myself and I am really committed to making this work a year later. So here are my new rules:
- No soda. I only drink water and iced tea (usually with Splenda) right now, and I’ve been keeping to this for 15 months.
- No french fries. I started with this and kind of stopped, so I’m starting again.
- Healthier eating at restaurants. Better portion control and healthier choices.
- 2000 calories a day. I’m pretty close to this already, so this won’t be a huge problem.
- NO dessert. Ugh.
- More intense exercise more often. Logistics TBD.
- More fresh fruits & veggies.
So there you have it. I know this is going to be hard, but I think I can do it. I’m going to prove to myself that I can do this. My fresh start is starting now.