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Showing posts with label slow weight loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label slow weight loss. Show all posts

Writing It All Down

It's been a year since I started this journey. I had a fitness assessment today. Turns out I am now in pretty good shape—at least my insides are. I walked a 13.39 mile, lifted 35 pounds 25 times, did 23 full sit ups in one minute, and I should be happy. My flexibility could use some work, but it's much better than when I started. But I'm still bummed out because of my plateau.


I decided my goal for the next year is to lose 30 pounds. But I have to breakthrough this plateau to that. So, if I'm physically healthy, the only thing to do is examine the diet—and I need to be as honest with myself as I expect others to be. That's means I really need to write everything down. So I have my diet diary at hand. Writing it down makes me more calorie conscious.

It's getting ready to storm here—lots of lightening and thunder. We're supposed to get some real thunder boomers. I hope it's not too bad.

I think this is going to be a long day. There aren't many people here to talk with. And I feel kind of down. So it's going to be a day that just won't end.

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Getting Past the Set Point

So my week ends well. "Crush" sighting this morning—although a piece of exercise equipment obstructed my view, it was still nice. OMG. He looks good.


I heard this morning that our regular aerobics instructor was injured. She blew out her bicep. Wow. How do you do that? So I'm wondering who'll be teaching next week? I hope that Cassie comes back. I loved the zumba/step combination. It was a lot of fun, and it didn't feel like exercise.

I'm still struggling with weight loss. I don't know what's going on. Also, I feel like I'm going to have a period. This whole menopause thing sucks. Either let me go ahead and have a period, or just stop altogether so I can get on with my life. And, I think I'm stuck at a new set point for my body. I think my body just doesn't want to give up any more fat. So it's hanging onto the 45+ pounds I still have to lose for dear life. How do I get past this? I was counting calories for crying out loud and still gained weight. How can that be? Please somebody, tell me.

From June 7 to 11, I'll be in Atlanta. Maybe the change will do me some good. The last time I traveled, I lost weight. Maybe my body needs a good shock. I hope.

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I'm Stalled Again, But Wednesdays Are Good Days

Todays' workout was OK. I haven't jumped rope in a few days. I bought one to use at home but haven't done it yet. I need to start jumping rope in the evening, even if I only do it for five minutes. I'm so tired by the time I get home. Maybe a little activity would rev me up.


My weight loss is stalled. I've weighed exactly the same for three weeks now. I feel like things a tightening up. It's getting kind of frustrating. The last 15 pounds that I've lost has been a real struggle. But at least I'm losing, right? Geez, this is hard.

On the bright side, I got to see my crush this morning. I think he only shows up on Wednesday. Note to self: Always go to the gym on Wednesday. Wow. He makes my day. Anyway. . . .

Weight Watchers is today. I hope I can get myself in gear again. But man, I love food. I love to eat. I'm much better at eating things that are good for me. I used to eat nothing but Hostess Suzy Qs. Now I eat fruit and vegetables, lean protein, whole grains. But I want a lot of them. Remember the Coneheads: "Consume mass quantities." Yeah, well that's how I feel. A massive veggie sub would be great right now. Mmmmmm.

OK. I have a big day today, so I will see you later.

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Fence Sitting

I'm thinking of doing Boot Camp. That's a six-week program of intense exercise taught by someone who is a hardcore athlete. I really want to do it. My reservations: being at there at 5 a.m.—that's currently the time I get up—and it costs $150—and that's kind of steep for me right now. I think I'm in good enough shape to do it. But I'm still on the fence. It would be a good kick in the butt, though.


I was thinking this morning that's it's been about a year since I made the decision to get in shape. I've lost around 60 pounds since then. I feel better than I've felt in years. And it's hard for me to believe that I was ever "that other person"—that fat woman who could barely get around. I still have a long way to go, but the distance is getting shorter.

Last year in April, I went to Williamsburg. While on this trip, I began making some lifestyle changes. I walked a lot. I tried to watch what I was eating. I started trying to live again. It had been a long time since I was truly alive. I was still in heavy grief. But I knew I had to make some changes. My health had been rapidly deteriorating for more than 18 months. I felt sick all of the time. My body ached. My own weight was getting impossible to haul around. My joints hurt. I couldn't even bend over. But much has changed.

It's amazing what a difference a year makes.

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