Food is a comfort--it's used in celebrations, for social gatherings, as a remedy for PMS, loneliness, and so forth. And no wonder, it's delicious. I can definitely tell you tales of eating and eating and practically licking my plate clean simply because it tasted good. (Never mind the stomach ache that followed.) Many a time I have munched down gobs of chips and dip and other hors d'eurves in a social setting just to give myself something to do. It brings on feelings of contentment and even happiness...while I'm eating. Afterwards though, and sometimes immediately after I've shoved my mouth in a troth of food, there is a feeling of remorse, of indigestion, and of low self-worth. I feel self-conscious and guilty. And fat.
What kind of reaction would you expect from that friend when confronted? "Yeah, but they're so good looking, they're really sweet, they don't mean to be that way, you just don't know them like I do."
I think a big problem I have is thinking that healthier food options are automatically not as tasty as full calorie foods. I had a mini breakthrough on our most recent date night though. I planned ahead. We went to Island's, which is a disaster waiting to happen. Not to ruin it for you, but a burger without fries there is easily a day, maybe two days' worth of WW points. What's a girl watching her points to do? I ordered a Turkey Burger Lite, which came with steamed broccoli and carrot slices, and I left full. It was 14 WW points total, which is still more than recommended for a single meal, but it was a good choice. I didn't feel guilty afterward and my creative points management allowed me to split an unbuttered popcorn with the Hubs and splurge on a soda at the movies. (Keep in mind that I used to love movie theatre butter--the greasier the better.) It's a matter of retraining my brain about how I view food. Mountains of greasy food are not my friends and they make me feel awful afterwards. Yes, I'll encounter them from time to time and I'll have a reasonable amount, but I can't let myself succumb to all out splurging. I'd rather move toward thinking more positively of healthy food and have the same sort of feeling of contentment that I have with "comfort foods," but not because I'm stuffing my gills, but because I'm nourishing my body and a healthy diet feels good. It gives me more energy naturally. It allows my body to function better.
I'm a big advocate for looking for the root of a problem rather than treating the symptoms and when it comes to managing my weight, it's really important that I realize why my weight became a problem for me in the first place, why I let it stay a problem, and what triggers me to eat more and have the number on the scale creep up.
I think I mentioned doing this before, but I didn't follow through--when I write down my food for the day, I'm also going to include a rating for how hungry I am and my mood so I can better understand my eating habits, as well as my habits when it comes to things like stress or boredom. I believe an Excel spreadsheet would be appropriate here.
Now, onto the stats for this week:
- I took my measurements again--I try not to do this too often. All differences in parantheses reflect my "before" measurements from June:
- Waist-lost another inch (-6 total)
- Hips-lost another inch (-6 total)
- Upper arm-Lost 1/2 inch (- 2 total)
- Upper thigh-lost another inch (-4 total)
- Got back to where I was the last time I logged an entry for McFatty Monday, which is at 40 pounds lost even.
- After a disappointing couple of weeks, weight loss wise, which resulted in an absence from McFatty Monday, I recovered and got back on track.
- I went for a morning jog with the dogs--one is 65 lbs, the other is 100 lbs which is almost a workout in itself. This is the start of a beautiful win/win relationship. Dogs get exercise, we get exercise (the Hubs and I are splitting these duties.)
- I'm averaging between about 60-70 ounces of water every day, which is improvement. I want to get to at least 80-90 consistently.
Anyway, considering I used my hard-earned cashola on this as an investment, I'll let you know what I think after I try it for awhile.
Oh yeah, and I'm done setting exact dates for weight loss goals. I've said it before, but it's incredibly discouraging not to reach them on time.
Motivation for this week: Swim classes for Little start in less than 2 weeks. Translation: I have to squeeze my tush into a bathing suit in less than 2 weeks and parade in public wearing said bathing suit. Granted, most people pay attention to my cute baby and ignore me and the whole idea is to get her more comfortable and safe in the water, but whatever.
Also, 5 pounds away from a big psychological milestone. Broken record, anyone? I'd be thrilled to drop from my current weight even, to be honest.
Goals for the week:
- Water. 80 ounces or 4 fill-ups of my Klean Kanteen approximately. The key is consistency. No one day 100 ounces, the next 20.
- Jogs with the dogs: At least 3. 4, preferably.
- Pilates: 2 workouts--both DVDs twice