Day 50 seems like it should be a milestone number. I didn't have to look far to realize what I've accomplished and can celebrate today.
Yesterday marked week 7 with a loss of 2.4 pounds and a total of 17.8 pounds. The celebration today is that I've never lost this much weight before in one go. I think my largest number was 13 pounds, and that was by eating what I thought was similar to the Atkins diet but was actually just eating meat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Gross, I know.
On my version of Atkins, and this is not the diet whatsoever--it's just what I imagined the diet being from hearing from I don't even know where that all you eat is meat. I'd eat an egg omelet for breakfast, snack on bacon, and have a egg taco shell filled with cheese and just a few condiments like salsa. You can probably see why that didn't last long. I think it lasted for 1.5 weeks but in that 1.5 weeks I lost 13 pounds.
It was right before my wedding and I was desperate to be a few pounds smaller than what I was, just so I could feel the prettiest ever. At that time I was close to 250 pounds. I guess marriage helped me pack on 100 pounds. Wow.
Anyway, the desperation drove me to do what I didn't even think was good for me at the time and I certainly think is the worst thing to do ever, having now common sense and a nursing background. Even if I lost weight consistently, I'd be so tired, have clogged arteries, and probably die of a heart attack before I got to enjoy my skinny, dilapidated self.
Mistakes. Having that small victory is nothing I'm proud of.
'But today I'm celebrating my huge accomplishment of losing 17.8 pounds without deprivation, without feeling like there's a goal to get to in a limited amount of time, without any hard feelings. Changing my lifestyle has made this feel like it's just what I do and I don't have the pressure to have an endpoint I'm working toward. When I get there to this abstract state of optimal health, I'll get there and it will be awesome, but I'll get there when my body says so. As long as I'm doing good things, and I do see steady improvement, I'm doing something right. I've read, and I can't remember specifics, but many programs and diets push to set a goal to be completed by a certain date. I think if I did that I would make myself crazy and I would procrastinate doing it.
So Happy 50 Days, me!
Meals
1 Fibre Plus chocolate and peanut butter bar
1 apple
3 cups of water
Yesterday marked week 7 with a loss of 2.4 pounds and a total of 17.8 pounds. The celebration today is that I've never lost this much weight before in one go. I think my largest number was 13 pounds, and that was by eating what I thought was similar to the Atkins diet but was actually just eating meat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Gross, I know.
On my version of Atkins, and this is not the diet whatsoever--it's just what I imagined the diet being from hearing from I don't even know where that all you eat is meat. I'd eat an egg omelet for breakfast, snack on bacon, and have a egg taco shell filled with cheese and just a few condiments like salsa. You can probably see why that didn't last long. I think it lasted for 1.5 weeks but in that 1.5 weeks I lost 13 pounds.
It was right before my wedding and I was desperate to be a few pounds smaller than what I was, just so I could feel the prettiest ever. At that time I was close to 250 pounds. I guess marriage helped me pack on 100 pounds. Wow.
Anyway, the desperation drove me to do what I didn't even think was good for me at the time and I certainly think is the worst thing to do ever, having now common sense and a nursing background. Even if I lost weight consistently, I'd be so tired, have clogged arteries, and probably die of a heart attack before I got to enjoy my skinny, dilapidated self.
Mistakes. Having that small victory is nothing I'm proud of.
'But today I'm celebrating my huge accomplishment of losing 17.8 pounds without deprivation, without feeling like there's a goal to get to in a limited amount of time, without any hard feelings. Changing my lifestyle has made this feel like it's just what I do and I don't have the pressure to have an endpoint I'm working toward. When I get there to this abstract state of optimal health, I'll get there and it will be awesome, but I'll get there when my body says so. As long as I'm doing good things, and I do see steady improvement, I'm doing something right. I've read, and I can't remember specifics, but many programs and diets push to set a goal to be completed by a certain date. I think if I did that I would make myself crazy and I would procrastinate doing it.
So Happy 50 Days, me!
Meals
1 Fibre Plus chocolate and peanut butter bar
1 apple
3 cups of water
1 slice of pizza (l/o)
1 enchilada (l/o)
1 cup of rice (l/o)
2 cinnamon apple buns
2 cups of water
1 12inch Quizno's Chicken Carbonara sub
1 small bag of Doritos
1 cinnamon apple bun
2 cups of water
2 cups of water
Exercise
50 minutes of interval hill treadmill
60 minutes Iron Reps class (This class uses weights to work the whole body, timed to awesome music, and a great instructor [love her] that keeps you motivated to keep pushing; warm up, cool down, and stretching included--it's a great butt kick!)
Notes:
-Broken record: I'm going to find more vegetables tomorrow and consume them.
-I had an awesome workout this morning. I haven't been to an Iron Reps class since March. It was nice to really be pushed. I took an hour nap this afternoon because I was so exhausted. All my muscles already ache.
