I'm considering doing the Whole 30. You know- eat meat, veg, fruit, healthy fats, seeds, and nuts. Don't eat sugar or substitutes, legumes, dairy, grains, processed foods.
I am curious after reading Norma's experiences with it. She didn't notice too much difference because she ate pretty much like that anyway. She had to give up brown rice, quinoa, greek yogurt, and peanut butter, all of which she ate in moderation. (Did I get that right, Norma?) All in all, no big changes for her.
When I started changing my eating habits at the end of February I cut out bread, pasta, and rice because the calories weren't worth it to me. And unlike many fat people out there, I am not a fan of peanut butter. So I do have those things going for me.
On the other hand, I eat Dannon Light & Fit as if the safety of the planet depended on my consumption. I have cut back on Diet Coke with Lime but still drink it almost daily. I chew Dentyne Arctic Ice all of the time. I love cheese. I mean, seriously love it.
I did some reading today while I should have been working (bad employee). I googled around and read other people's experiences with the Whole 30. The thing that concerns me is the possible brain, sleep, headache type stuff people said they experienced. I am ass deep in four summer classes. I can't be off my game for any period of time or I'll be well and truly screwed.
I think this is a valid excuse in that I do need my head in working order. Then again, would the subsequent (hoped for) improvement in energy make up for the initial low period?
Should I wait until August 25 when my classes end or should I start Saturday (Allan's Challenge ends Friday)?
What do you guys think? Am I being a just being a whiny bitch? What would you do?
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
48
Sixteen weeks, forty eight pounds down. I'll take that.
The Allan Challenge ends Thursday (I think, I'll have to check, not even sure it's still going on). I want to lose two more by Thursday so I can end with a nice 50 pound loss.
We went to the wake for our neighbor yesterday. It was pretty hard for Ken. You see, he and J had a bond with the whole cancer thing. They understood each other in a way others just can't. They could talk to each other and get it. I used to joke that she was his girlfriend. I know her death made him wonder about his own situation.
As hard and terrible as it was, there was a bright spot. J, her daughter and I play bunco with a group of woman. Why, yes, I am the cliche of fat, middle aged, bunco playing mom. After Ken got sick I dropped out of the regular group, it was just too much with school, work, kids, etc. Now I just sub when they need me. The last time I subbed was January and I started the healthy living on February 27. Every single person commented on how great I looked. Let me tell you, as shitty as the reason for seeing everyone, it was fantastic to get complimented! My husband is super supportive but he sees me every day and we all know that you don't see it when you are with someone every day.
Everyone wanted to know how I did it. I told them it was counting calories and eating clean, nutritious food with some exercise thrown in. A few of them actually said "I tried that, it doesn't work for me, I just can't count calories" I may have pulled a muscle trying not to roll my eyes.
Funny, how things have changed.
The Allan Challenge ends Thursday (I think, I'll have to check, not even sure it's still going on). I want to lose two more by Thursday so I can end with a nice 50 pound loss.
We went to the wake for our neighbor yesterday. It was pretty hard for Ken. You see, he and J had a bond with the whole cancer thing. They understood each other in a way others just can't. They could talk to each other and get it. I used to joke that she was his girlfriend. I know her death made him wonder about his own situation.
As hard and terrible as it was, there was a bright spot. J, her daughter and I play bunco with a group of woman. Why, yes, I am the cliche of fat, middle aged, bunco playing mom. After Ken got sick I dropped out of the regular group, it was just too much with school, work, kids, etc. Now I just sub when they need me. The last time I subbed was January and I started the healthy living on February 27. Every single person commented on how great I looked. Let me tell you, as shitty as the reason for seeing everyone, it was fantastic to get complimented! My husband is super supportive but he sees me every day and we all know that you don't see it when you are with someone every day.
Everyone wanted to know how I did it. I told them it was counting calories and eating clean, nutritious food with some exercise thrown in. A few of them actually said "I tried that, it doesn't work for me, I just can't count calories" I may have pulled a muscle trying not to roll my eyes.
Funny, how things have changed.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Good News, Bad News
The Good:
Went to my endocrinologist yesterday. My thyroid levels are right on target. Hooray! The doctor is very happy with my weight loss. He wants to see me in six months because if I lose more weight they might have to adjust my Levothyroxine down (for a change).
The Bad:
My next door neighbor, who happens to be my best friend's mother, who my kids call grandma, died late last night. She had been fighting cancer and was not doing well. I just didn't think she would be gone so soon. We did not tell the littles yet, we're going to wait for the nine year old to get home from school. She is going to be devastated.
Went to my endocrinologist yesterday. My thyroid levels are right on target. Hooray! The doctor is very happy with my weight loss. He wants to see me in six months because if I lose more weight they might have to adjust my Levothyroxine down (for a change).
The Bad:
My next door neighbor, who happens to be my best friend's mother, who my kids call grandma, died late last night. She had been fighting cancer and was not doing well. I just didn't think she would be gone so soon. We did not tell the littles yet, we're going to wait for the nine year old to get home from school. She is going to be devastated.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
One Pound
Start weight- 317
Sunday's weigh in- 275
This week- Lost one pound
Total loss- 42 pounds
I managed to have a one pound loss instead of a three pound gain like I thought mid-week.
Have to catch up on everyone's blogs, I took a relatively computer free weekend.
Sunday's weigh in- 275
This week- Lost one pound
Total loss- 42 pounds
I managed to have a one pound loss instead of a three pound gain like I thought mid-week.
Have to catch up on everyone's blogs, I took a relatively computer free weekend.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
End of Term
The Bossman went to lunch so I thought I would pop on and say hi.
My classes end this week and there are papers to be written and hair to be pulled out. Then I get a whopping five day break before starting the next round.
The good news is: the next round is the last round. I have four classes left to take and I decided to just bang them out over the summer. One ends July 31, the other three end August 25. It is going to be tough taking so many classes, working full time, and trying to do a couple of fun things with the kids during the summer. Aside from just wanting to be done, taking all the classes now will mean saving some money. I have a comprehensive tution plan that lets me take up to 36 credits a year for one price. If I don't take them now I will have to either 1) take extra classes to maintain full time status and qualify for financial aid or 2) pay for it out of pocket. Since the pockets are empty and I don't want to take bullshit classses just to be full time, and I don't want this to take another year- I am taking four classes over the summer.
Did that make any sense to you?
On the fat front:
I was up two pounds this morning. No excuses. I am going to bust my ass so Sunday's (my "official" day) weigh in is a loss. I wanted to say a maintain, but why not aim higher? Always aiming low is just going to bring low results. So- aiming for a loss this Sunday.
My classes end this week and there are papers to be written and hair to be pulled out. Then I get a whopping five day break before starting the next round.
The good news is: the next round is the last round. I have four classes left to take and I decided to just bang them out over the summer. One ends July 31, the other three end August 25. It is going to be tough taking so many classes, working full time, and trying to do a couple of fun things with the kids during the summer. Aside from just wanting to be done, taking all the classes now will mean saving some money. I have a comprehensive tution plan that lets me take up to 36 credits a year for one price. If I don't take them now I will have to either 1) take extra classes to maintain full time status and qualify for financial aid or 2) pay for it out of pocket. Since the pockets are empty and I don't want to take bullshit classses just to be full time, and I don't want this to take another year- I am taking four classes over the summer.
Did that make any sense to you?
On the fat front:
I was up two pounds this morning. No excuses. I am going to bust my ass so Sunday's (my "official" day) weigh in is a loss. I wanted to say a maintain, but why not aim higher? Always aiming low is just going to bring low results. So- aiming for a loss this Sunday.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Thinking Like a Fat Girl
I let the fat girl do my thinking earlier in the week.
Losing Bernice threw me for a loop, I really did not expect to have to make that decision. I really just thought she had a virus or allergies or something relatively easy to deal with. It was awful.
I was sad, depressed, and trying to hold it together for the kids. I ate ziti. Then I ate pretzels. Then I stopped myself with a "wtf do you think you're doing?" It's scary how easy it was to slip right into carbing it up in a vain effort to feel better, or rather, to not feel at all.
Tuesday I rode the Schwinn Airdyne stationary torture machine. And by torture I mean boredom. Even with a previously unseen Big Bang Theory on the tube I was B O R E D. I rode 6.4 miles in a half an hour. I repeated this last night. Tonight my ass is killing me. Not my calves or thighs or arms from the moving handlebars- my ass.
After reading some stuff Norma, Susie and others have posted regarding weight/strength training, I know I need to do this kind of exercise. Mother's Day is coming and the go to gift of chocolate truffles are completely off limits. I will be "suggesting" to my husband that the girls could get me a kettlebell and some hand weights.
The Fit Girl is going to be doing the thinking around here.
Losing Bernice threw me for a loop, I really did not expect to have to make that decision. I really just thought she had a virus or allergies or something relatively easy to deal with. It was awful.
I was sad, depressed, and trying to hold it together for the kids. I ate ziti. Then I ate pretzels. Then I stopped myself with a "wtf do you think you're doing?" It's scary how easy it was to slip right into carbing it up in a vain effort to feel better, or rather, to not feel at all.
Tuesday I rode the Schwinn Airdyne stationary torture machine. And by torture I mean boredom. Even with a previously unseen Big Bang Theory on the tube I was B O R E D. I rode 6.4 miles in a half an hour. I repeated this last night. Tonight my ass is killing me. Not my calves or thighs or arms from the moving handlebars- my ass.
After reading some stuff Norma, Susie and others have posted regarding weight/strength training, I know I need to do this kind of exercise. Mother's Day is coming and the go to gift of chocolate truffles are completely off limits. I will be "suggesting" to my husband that the girls could get me a kettlebell and some hand weights.
The Fit Girl is going to be doing the thinking around here.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Bernice
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| Alien dog will control your mind! |
On Friday we found out Bernice had congestive heart failure. The vet said she was in pain and the end was inevitable. We had to do what was best for her.
Man, I miss her.
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| Enjoying outside |
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| His baby |
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