Mostly I'm holding steady. I've actually been working out on the schedule I want--well, I mean I did last week. Saturday, Sunday, and Wednesday. The rest of the time, I'm doing three or four hours in the car every day. It's not horrible if I have a good audio book, but it's hell on the workout regimen.
Yesterday, I was going to do a long bike ride, but it was 85 degrees by the time I was ready, so I opted for the gym. I have to face it--I'm 46 and pretty heavy. Why get hurt in the name of health?
I'm trying, too, to focus on health as opposed to weight loss. I figure the latter will follow. But damn. It's hard to get on the scale and be at my top weight in two years. It's still less than I weighed when I moved to LA nine years ago, but still. The evil voice in my head thinks I suck. I'm trying hard not to believe it. In truth, things in my life are going as well as they ever have. Seriously. Want to see me happy? Here it is!
Anyway, I'm perking along. (That's something my grandmother used to say.)
Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts
Monday, September 10, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Checking in
I know it's been a while. It's been a hard few months. Since the twins came home, I've been unable to hit the gym (and I'm not going to go into why), and I've been eating stuff I shouldn't (because I don't do heroin), and I've put on some weight. Not tons. Maybe nine pounds since last summer. But it's disappointing.
I've hit the gym now three days in a row though (yay me!), and I've been working hard not to eat my feelings. I've had middling success, but I think I can do almost anything a day at a time, so that's what I'm doing.
[Ginger, if you read this, would you invite me to your blog?]
Hope everyone is well.
Skip
I've hit the gym now three days in a row though (yay me!), and I've been working hard not to eat my feelings. I've had middling success, but I think I can do almost anything a day at a time, so that's what I'm doing.
[Ginger, if you read this, would you invite me to your blog?]
Hope everyone is well.
Skip
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Non-scale victory
Despite the title, this actually involves the scale.
I gained something like 8 1/2 pounds the other day. I mean in one day. That's not really possible, even for me. I fluctuate, but not like that.
Then I realized that the scale was not where it usually was in the bathroom. So I moved it a couple of feet. Down about six. I moved it again. Up a few.
Apparently, the curvature of the floor in my (very old) house matters to the scale. I had no idea. I also am not really sure where the scale is accurate.
I know I haven't lost much (if any) weight in the last year. I'm also beginning to doubt the "eat your BMR and lose weight" concept. But I have also figured out that scale placement matters. It has to be consistent.
I feel a tiny bit as if I'm starting over.
I gained something like 8 1/2 pounds the other day. I mean in one day. That's not really possible, even for me. I fluctuate, but not like that.
Then I realized that the scale was not where it usually was in the bathroom. So I moved it a couple of feet. Down about six. I moved it again. Up a few.
Apparently, the curvature of the floor in my (very old) house matters to the scale. I had no idea. I also am not really sure where the scale is accurate.
I know I haven't lost much (if any) weight in the last year. I'm also beginning to doubt the "eat your BMR and lose weight" concept. But I have also figured out that scale placement matters. It has to be consistent.
I feel a tiny bit as if I'm starting over.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Progress
The Anti-Jared has a good post right now. His point is that you can't cheat your body. It knows if you have been treating it well or not. You can eat badly for a few days and not gain, but if you do it all the time, you will. At a minimum, you will feel less well. Have a look: http://theantijared.com/2011/07/the-house-always-wins.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheAnti-jared+%28The+Anti-Jared%29
To that end, I'm down to about where I was pre-hospital weight. Mostly, I have been watching portion sizes and eating good food. Real food. No doughnuts. If you look at www.refusetoregain.com (at the right side of this page), you will see that the writer emphasizes the importance of the quality of the calories one ingests, not just the number. Her theory is based on insulin load in response to certain foods. She does not believe it's a zero sum game. I 'm not sure I do, either.
When I was in my recent doughnut phase, I don't think I ate an extra 10,500-14,000 calories in a couple of weeks (3-4 pounds). I really don't. But I do think that the fried, carbo-goodness of doughnuts wrecked havoc on my body's blood sugar. (Note: I am not diabetic, knock wood.) In less than a month, I was up a solid six pounds. I started eating better (not really much less, either), drinking more water, too, and I'm back down. (I guess it's possible that I was just "impacted," if you know what I mean. It's possible that dehydration was making me retain water. Either way, it was a decent reminder that eating good food is a reward in itself.
I have been frustrated at the stagnancy of my loss. But staying the same doesn't suck, given my history. So I'll keep doing what I'm doing, and I'll get back to the gym.
Speaking of, I haven't been to the gym much in the last seven weeks or so. One baby came home from the hospital last Wednesday, and I think the other one will come home tomorrow or Tuesday. It's made for a crazy sleep schedule, and it's hard for me to get to the gym when I can barely see straight. But I'll get back. Everything I read says you can't exercise away a bad diet, so I'm going to focus on eating in a healthy way for now and hit the gym when I can.
To that end, I'm down to about where I was pre-hospital weight. Mostly, I have been watching portion sizes and eating good food. Real food. No doughnuts. If you look at www.refusetoregain.com (at the right side of this page), you will see that the writer emphasizes the importance of the quality of the calories one ingests, not just the number. Her theory is based on insulin load in response to certain foods. She does not believe it's a zero sum game. I 'm not sure I do, either.
When I was in my recent doughnut phase, I don't think I ate an extra 10,500-14,000 calories in a couple of weeks (3-4 pounds). I really don't. But I do think that the fried, carbo-goodness of doughnuts wrecked havoc on my body's blood sugar. (Note: I am not diabetic, knock wood.) In less than a month, I was up a solid six pounds. I started eating better (not really much less, either), drinking more water, too, and I'm back down. (I guess it's possible that I was just "impacted," if you know what I mean. It's possible that dehydration was making me retain water. Either way, it was a decent reminder that eating good food is a reward in itself.
I have been frustrated at the stagnancy of my loss. But staying the same doesn't suck, given my history. So I'll keep doing what I'm doing, and I'll get back to the gym.
Speaking of, I haven't been to the gym much in the last seven weeks or so. One baby came home from the hospital last Wednesday, and I think the other one will come home tomorrow or Tuesday. It's made for a crazy sleep schedule, and it's hard for me to get to the gym when I can barely see straight. But I'll get back. Everything I read says you can't exercise away a bad diet, so I'm going to focus on eating in a healthy way for now and hit the gym when I can.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
What to do
Ok, I'm in maintenance. Sort of. I'm doing everything I'm supposed to do. I'm eating plenty (like the fat2fit guys say to do), and I've been working out pretty regularly. But this week, as of today, I'm up. On October 23 I was at 323. On November 27, I was at 319.2. Last week, 322.4. Today, 326.8.
As I write this, I realize that it's not a huge swing. At the margins, when you're this fat, six or seven pounds doesn't mean much, size-wise. It would be a much bigger deal if I'd gone from 219 to 226. (A man can dream.) Even then, not horrible. But there is no way I have had 14,000 extra calories in a week.
I've changed up my workouts this week, too. I've been working out more, and I finally got away from the elliptical and the bike. Now, I can do the elliptical for an hour at a good pace. I'll get bored before I get tired. So I got on the miniature staircase that is the new Stairmaster. Ten minutes the first two times. Fifteen yesterday. That thing kicks my ass. I will keep doing it along with the elliptical.
I think my legs are bigger after a few times of this. I'm either retaining some water or I've built some muscle. The former is probably more likely. Everything I've heard and read says you can't build muscle when you're also losing fat. I don't care so much about building muscle. I want to retain what I have, though.
Anyway, this is very frustrating. When I step back, I realize that my clothes fit, and I am moving well. I don't want to do this in an unhealthy way. But damn. Tony (theantijared, at right) lost 200 pounds in a year. He looks great (though he works out more than I would). And Sean (Daily Diary at right) is down almost 300 pounds in two years. Maybe I shouldn't compare myself, but I'm big enough that the weight should come off.
I've been trying to find articles about a body's adjustment after a 10% loss, which is what I've done (twice!), but I haven't seen anything. I think it would be helpful if I found something that said after you drop 35 pounds, the body needs six months to regroup. If that happens, I'll let you know.
Time for coffee.
As I write this, I realize that it's not a huge swing. At the margins, when you're this fat, six or seven pounds doesn't mean much, size-wise. It would be a much bigger deal if I'd gone from 219 to 226. (A man can dream.) Even then, not horrible. But there is no way I have had 14,000 extra calories in a week.
I've changed up my workouts this week, too. I've been working out more, and I finally got away from the elliptical and the bike. Now, I can do the elliptical for an hour at a good pace. I'll get bored before I get tired. So I got on the miniature staircase that is the new Stairmaster. Ten minutes the first two times. Fifteen yesterday. That thing kicks my ass. I will keep doing it along with the elliptical.
I think my legs are bigger after a few times of this. I'm either retaining some water or I've built some muscle. The former is probably more likely. Everything I've heard and read says you can't build muscle when you're also losing fat. I don't care so much about building muscle. I want to retain what I have, though.
Anyway, this is very frustrating. When I step back, I realize that my clothes fit, and I am moving well. I don't want to do this in an unhealthy way. But damn. Tony (theantijared, at right) lost 200 pounds in a year. He looks great (though he works out more than I would). And Sean (Daily Diary at right) is down almost 300 pounds in two years. Maybe I shouldn't compare myself, but I'm big enough that the weight should come off.
I've been trying to find articles about a body's adjustment after a 10% loss, which is what I've done (twice!), but I haven't seen anything. I think it would be helpful if I found something that said after you drop 35 pounds, the body needs six months to regroup. If that happens, I'll let you know.
Time for coffee.
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