So far I've tried a couple (a zillion) different things to lose weight. I actually like to think of the weight as not lost but more as kicked the f*ck out. I have finally found a couple of things that work for me.
1. Tracking food (I'm using Weight Watchers Points)
2. Being accountable.
To be accountable I joined a Facebook group where I shared my (honest) weight, measurements and....a photo! Every week I weigh in down at our local pharmacy and then report back to the group. I'm loving all of the support that I get from the others in this group. I especially love that they have the same hurdles and battles as I. I am completely honest with the group.
So anyway, back to Raro...
We have eight weeks to go and I would really like to be comfortable with how I look before we go. I've been working my butt off we'll a good chunk of it anyway, dieting and exercising and checking in with the lovely ladies of Facebook. So far in just a couple of months I have managed to rid myself of 8 kilos. My goal weight is 13 more than what I previously was. Hubby too has decided he is looking a bit porky (our biggest babe asked him yesterday if he had a baby in his tummy, bahhhhhaaaaaaaa). So I have suggested a biggest loser type comp. He's keen. I'm keen. We have a deadline (a week before our holiday) and we have a price ($100 on ourselves and $50 to buy a pressie for second place).
Tomorrow we weigh in down at the local chemist and the competition begins. I am extremely guarded about my weight. It took a whole lot of courage to share a photo and some numbers on Facebook. So wish me luck with not crying when hubby finds out what a porker his Mrs is!
Day 1, Week 1.
We weighed in! Hubby is 2 kilo lighter than he thought. I'm the same weight I was a few days ago. Hoping I'll be one less by Wednesday. We used old fashioned dial faced scales. I'm not sure of their technical term.
Later on (when I ready) I'm going to share today's weights. For today I will just say I weighed xxkilo and hubby weighed xykilo ;)
Oh and telling him my weight didn't hurt one bit. I was being a sook about nothing.
Day 1, Week 2 (Weigh in Day)
We didn't weigh in. Instead we stuffed our faces with party food. Three parties for two extra special party girls turning three (cousins born on the same day or cousin-twins as I like to call them). I ate while I baked and I ate while I partied and I ate the left overs too. I ate, I ate, I ate. I also helped my self to four (light) beers. And guess what...my big fat arse just got fatter. A whole kilo fatter. :( I know this because I still weighed in for my online weight loss group. Oh well, back on the wagon.
This week I am fully back on track. Usually I'd have a huge sulk and tanty and use it as an excuse to eat more (that'll teach those scales). But today I took it in my stride, literally, and went for a big walk, ate healthy, tracked all my food and drank more water and herbal tea. Next week I better bloody win!
Oh and one more thing. I was trying to cheat. I've been making hubby all his fav foods that I don't eat. Pork roast, sausages, cheese and bacon sandwiches. So big fat reaspberries to me and my cheating! ;)
The End of Week Two
We weighed in and (deep breathes, deep breathes, here I go with my honest big fat butt weight) 68.7 kilos for me. That is 10 kilo more than I plan on being at the end of this. According to this page I should be between 48 and 63 kilo. I like even numbers so 58 sounds good. I also like groups of five so 55 even better :) According to Weight Watchers I should be 50-62 kilo. 50 sounds great! My BMI is still too high. I need to get to 64 kilo to be in the healthy range for that. Acheivable!
This week I have been back on track and feeling better for it. I had a hard day today when it was raining, I was tired, the kids were tired and whingy and demanding, we were stuck at home. By 10.30 I'd eaten nearly half my days allowance of food! Most of it on one big fat sandwich! I wasn't eating because I was hungry but stressed and bored. I didn't even enjoy it to be honest. I did however sort myself out immediately and was sensible the rest of the day-yay me :)
A couple of things happened this week that motivated me more. 1) I bought some fancy pants Weight watchers scales, 2) I ran! I ran because I had to. I was wearing jandals and jeans and pushing my double buggy so it was not at all planned. I all the way down the road when I saw a poor wee lady with Downs Syndrome had her dress tucked into the top of her underwear. She was blissfully unaware as people were driving pass and pointing, laughing, glaring. She was going right through the industrial section of town. Loads of people saw and passed her (even women!). As soon as I spotted her I ran as fast as my jandals would take me all the way down the road and helped her to untuck before she headed off on her merry way. I couldn't believe that people could be so uncaring. The upside is.....I can run! I wasn't too puffed, my hip hurt only a little and the buggy coped. The kids loved it! So guess what? I'm going to be very brave and try running.
One last thing. I shared my points guide with my mum today. I so hope she gets on board. And Week Three Concludes...
Weigh in this morning. I am down to 67.3kilo. That is 1.4kilo down. Not surprising really as I have worked really hard with food and feel like I have a handle on that. I'm getting the hang of exercise too. I walk loads. I love walking. I've had to up it from just walking places to adding in an extra walk to get a sweat up to now trying to become a runner! Big gasps from anyone that has ever known me :) This little spitfire's blog is my running inspiration. Thanks Mon (and spitfire is a compliment, I think you are fabulous!). Hubby has lost a grand total of 2.5 kilo so far so I am in the lead for total weight loss plus percent weight loss.
I've had a couple of awesome moments this week:
1) The running. I'm kind of enjoying it and it is addictive.
2) People have started noticing that I've lost weight and I've even been called 'slim' (first time EVER!!)
3) Size medium is too big! I'm officially a 10-12. I'm almost fainting typing that.
4) In less than a month I will be in the healthy BMI range :)
There have been a few shit moments too:
1) My daughter has rota-virus. That's about as shit as it comes.
2) My belly is sticking around. I hope it goes.
3) As I shrink I notice the stretch marks more. I'm not wearing my 'I've had lots of babies' stripes of honor very proudly.
4) My baby is slowly weaning and I can see that my boobs are going to be quite 'National Geographic' looking once she does.
Because of numbers 2 and 4 I am quite obsessed with plastic surgery holidays.
This weeks plan is to try to add a little more fruit to my diet, keep up the running (run/walking) and try to stay positive about weight loss and not dwell on the parts of me that I'd like to take a knife to.
That's me until next week. I'm off to research boob jobs now :P
I Don't Know Which Week This Is!
But I don know I have been a little (huge amount) neglectful of the whole blog, loser comp and weight loss desires. Back on track now though :)
I survived a holiday with a stressful husband, earthquake aftershocks, a car sick pre-schooler and baby turned busy toddler. I did this without tracking and managed to maintain weight. I even went for a run in a cold, unusual place (I am one for routines so this was a biggie).
I went swimming. This meant purchasing a swimsuit. I bought three as they were cheap and fit. Not very flattering but I didn't expect as much. I wore them swimming at some hotpools and yay, wasn't the most overweight individual there. I did notice however that some people have a lot of body confidence and good for them! I wish I had that. BTW cellulite city here in my body occupied part of the world. That and mummy's tummy and stretch marks going up and down, and across and every bloody where! Grrrrr! Too late to fix those those. Will just work on what I can concur.
So now we are home and I've worked really hard. Had a bit of a loss. 66.2 kilo this morning. 64 would be a healthy BMI and it is oh so close!!!! Not sure how well hubby is doing. I'll catch him next week and brag about how I'm winning. I better bloody be!
Peace till next week x
Wish me luck with screaming kids.
'Tis Over
And I am the official winner. Nah nah nah nah nah!!!!!!!! He he.
I did however put on a few grams (bugger) when I wanted to lose more. Oh well. I have decided that I am at the end of the beginning. I still have about 12 kilo to say good bye to and even after that I still need to accept my post fat/preggie body. I think this may be tougher than I think. I have no idea how I'm going to do it. I know I can lose the weight but finding a way to not completely hate the sight of myself in the mirror is going to be tough. At present I am still flabby and also quite deflated looking.
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As cliche as it is Life is a journey and I will continue learning and moving forward, your body is a temple and all that jazz, blarby blah blah.
THE END
