It's probably one of the ugliest words in the dictionary. For me, anyway...and maybe you too, if you are working toward a healthier you.
You can't diet.
You can't go ON a diet.
You can't BE dieting.
Not if you want to get healthy.
Any serious, life-changing-soon to be former fat girl (or guy) KNOWS this.
DIETing sounds just awful. Like going on a trip to H E double hockey sticks.
I don't WANT to go there.
I don't WANT to go on a diet and deprive myself of all the goodies I used to eat. Because when I come BACK from that diet, I'm going to EAT all those goodies I couldn't while on my diet - gaining back all that weight and more; come on, you've been THERE.
...wait for it...
Who wants to do ANYthing that has the word DIE in it?
There, I said it.
So, here's my advice:
Don't go on a diet.
Don't deprive yourself of things you like to eat but ON THE OTHER HAND (I seem to be yelling a lot today...) don't be stupid about what you're eating, either.
You can't control your portions (1 cookie instead of 6) and drink your liquids (water instead of soda and juice) and exercise...which APPARENTLY 2 CRAZY hours at the beach and more than 1500 calories burned is NOT...
I'm totally off topic and completely distracted this morning.
The bottom line is that you are NOT dieting. You are life-changing. You can't DO this without making changes.
And you can't change your life without making good choices.
Here, yesterday, is where I failed.
I made excellent choices for breakfast and lunch. Then Mags and I hit the beach (actually ate our yummy salads AT the beach) where we played and jumped and dove in the waves for a solid 2 hours.
I had promised her an ice cream treat on the way home. I treated myself too but didn't go CRA-CRA; so, feelin' good and still WAY under calories for the day.
duh duh DUH (scary movie music...)
I had a whole can of chicken corn chowder (Chunky's) and a (small, you know...the cute little ones) bagel with cream cheese - one of my all time favorite meals, believe it or not. AND...rather than donate the old cans in the cupboard (like G SAID to do, I thought I'd help us out by eating...)
I took ALL that good work and destroyed it.
(...it's what I get for not wanting to load up on groceries before the move...WHICH is just a stupid excuse because I COULD just buy a few healthy things to get us to next week...)
I was still way under cals but it was the WRONG food. And the scale proved it. (PS: my scale knows my 285 fear, too.)
So ya see?
You can't deprive yourself of treats. But you have to make smart decisions about when, how much, and WHY...oh, WHY is so very important. We'll talk about that in another post.
Okay, so THIS post is a bit all of over the place, isn't it?
Well, I've got a kid who's excited about seeing her Auntie today (or that her Auntie has a pool, probably, lol) and then there's me...
Going insane with all that has to be done before next Tuesday and losing my mind (it's totally different from going insane, you know) over how it's all going to play out.
Here's where G usually says: No worries, baby, we'll work it out, we always do.
Ugh. Can't help but love him, because he's right.
Till next time!
Starting Weight: 306.4
Goal Weight: 150
Today's Weight: 287.6
I am a work in progress, always. Sometimes I stumble, but I always get back up. The hard part is knowing which direction to turn. If I go THAT way, I know I will fail. This time, I'm going THIS way. It's a new direction for me and I will NOT fail. Cheers!