Showing posts with label scale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scale. Show all posts

Monday, November 12, 2012

Tale of the Tape

Now that I've managed to reach another mile marker on my journey. I decided to move off the scale this time and check the measuring device so many diet and exercise gurus claim is the most important. So, here it is...

The Tale-Tale-Tale of the Tape-Tape-Tape...
 (Imagine, like I do, trumpets and a booming voice with lots of reverb heralding this announcement.)


My Body Measurements from Start 1/6/12 to Current 11/12/12 - Gulp!

Waist from 50" to 39.5"
What?!? I've lost a total of 10.5 inches off my waist! I bought a new belt when I hit size 18 a few months ago. As of today, I need to either add another hole or buy a smaller belt.

Hips 52" to 44.5"
Total loss of 7.5 inches. Oh, yeah! It's time for some new jeans, too. Size 14!!!

Chest 53" to 42.5"
This one's a bit sad, especially for my hubby, but at least the girls won't bounce as much when I work out. Hey, maybe I can even workout without a bra! Ugh... nope. I tried that last night. Ouch!

Neck 17" to 14.5"
Still not a pencil neck, but at least I have one less chin.

And finally, this... this is what my doctor was amped about the last time I saw her.

Are you ready?

BMI 46.8 to 32
I am leaving obese and approaching the overweight category on the body mass indicator chart. I can't wait to be overweight!!!! Um, wait...

BMI Chart from SPARKDIET Resource Center -  http://www.sparkpeople.com/
Underweight
Healthy
Overweight
Obese
MorbidlyObese

Friday, October 12, 2012

Weekend Danger Zone

TGIF! Who doesn't look forward to a of couple days off and some R&R? The problem with the weekend, for me, is the temptation to overeat, munch on junk food, down a few beers and/or totally blow off my workouts. Ugh!

This is especially true when I have company from out-of-town, attend a party or go out to eat with my family. My weekend cravings and failings get full blame for why the needle on my scale hasn't budged since September 26th!

How do I remedy this situation? First, I need to stop taking a break from my calorie consumption goal when I'm off the clock. I do manage to sneak in one workout during the weekend already. It's time to push for a second even if it means getting up before my family so they don't feel like I'm neglecting them.

I saw this really great article from EverydayHealth.com, "9 Eating Habits That Lead to Weight Gain." Check it out! I could identify with a lot of these habits, and while I've successfully curtailed some of the worst, it was an excellent reminder of other areas that need improvement.

Here's to a great weekend!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Four to 199

Just four more pounds before I meet a major milestone on my weight loss journey. The wait (or weight) is barely tolerable. After nearly ten months of earnest calorie counting and exercising I'm on the brink of breaking from the two hundreds. Oh, yeah! The curvy number 2 will no longer occupy the hundreds place on my bathroom scale.

At 199 my body mass index or BMI still falls inside the obese zone, but it's a heck of a lot lower than where I started. 90 pounds off and 49 left to go with 180 pounds as my next waypoint. At 180, I'll finally be overweight! Yes, believe it or not I'm actually amped to be overweight. At 5'6" my final destination is 150 pounds putting my BMI at the high end of the normal.

People definitely notice my weight loss now. Many ask how I managed to do it. Some come right out and ask if I underwent weight loss surgery. I personally think that's pretty rude. No, I did not have surgery!

It's been almost 10 months since I downloaded the Calorie Counter PRO by MyNetDiary app for my iPhone. By recording the calories consumed as well as any calories burned weight loss has really become a mathematical equation. I understand math. It's exacting with no room for errors or guesses.

I've managed this transformation because I am no longer relying on emotion and impulse to tell me when to eat and how much. Food is a source of energy, like gas for my car. When I stop at the gas station I can fill the tank, but it has a finite limit. Fuel in my vehicle's tank makes my engine go, and I can travel quite a while before having to refuel.


This analogy demonstrates my new view of food as fuel. First of all I use a fixed number of calories calculated to meet my body's daily need and allows me to lose about 2 pounds per week. I don't overfill the tank and exercise to burn off excess fuel if I do. Calories Eaten - Calories Burned via Exercise = 90 Pounds of Success.

I eat regular meals, and I never skip breakfast even if it's as simple as a cereal bar. Before, I often skipped breakfast and/or lunch eating only dinner. I never worried about portion size or considered food scores. Now, I really try to get the most bang for my calories and carefully consider my food choices. I try not to drink my calories! Let me make this clear. I love yummy food, and I prefer not to waste my calories on sugary sodas and fancy cocktails.

My job as a video editor is sedentary. My body was suffering from too little exercise. Once I gave myself permission to workout on a regular basis, it quickly became habit. I feel so much better not only physically but mentally and emotionally as well. The rapid progress early on definitely kept me motivated. Today, I actually look forward to a 6 mile run or 12 mile bike ride. Exploring my neighborhood, city, parks and trails reduces stress and connects me to the world beyond my front door.

Although difficult at times, I've tried to stay positive. My journey is not a diet or exercise program. Instead, it's a lifestyle modification. That doesn't mean I never drink beer or eat pizza. It just means that 90% of the time I'm keeping close tabs on my intake.

Some reading this may struggle with his/her own weight or lack the motivation to exercise. My advice is to just start by doing something. It can be a walk around the block, throwing a baseball to your kid, not drinking that cola or choosing a banana over a brownie. Easy for me to say, right? Well, I've been 289 pounds, and I'm telling you I feel so much better! I never want to go back. Please, join me.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

The Wear and Tear on My Family

Well, it's been a pretty good week for exercise and calorie counting. I've managed to get in a couple great workouts. Monday night I worked an hour on the elliptical, followed by 30 minutes on the recumbent bike plus 20 minutes for dumbbell work on my arms. Last night, I took a 12 mile bike ride, and tonight I managed to run 3.1 miles and bike a little over 6 miles. Yay!

I've been pushing pretty hard lately because I'm just a few pounds away from leaving the 200s behind me FOREVER. I'm creating a significant calorie deficit, but it's still not showing on the scale. I know I've hit another plateau, and that's why I'm upping my game with harder workouts, weight training and an increase in water consumption.

When I think back to where I began on this journey, I can't believe how far I've traveled in such a short amount of time. That doesn't mean I'm 100% satisfied with my progress, and I am definitely impatient to reach my destination. "How much further is it? How many more hours?" I feel like a little kid nagging my parents from the backseat during a long road trip.

Physically and emotionally I'm healthier. In fact, I never expected the dramatic impact an 80 pound weight loss would have on my attitude and outlook on life. I am regaining my confidence, recognizing my personal strength and am enjoying a strong sense of well-being.

My weight loss journey is rather tiresome to my immediate family. No one wants to hear about it anymore, and to be fair I've been warned the topic is hopelessly boring. Apparently talking about exercise is equivalent to discussing daily toiletry habits. Needless to say, I have very little support at home. It makes me sad, but I'm not ready to throw in the towel, yet.

My husband teases me about the running. He finds it ridiculous. I've found that while I'm not the fastest runner it does really help shed the pounds, and my leg muscles are now rock solid. Running is cheap, it makes me feel good and I'm actually starting to like it. Did I just say that? My high school physical education teacher would fall to the floor in a fit of hysterical laughter if he ever read that I actually LIKE running.

I have tried unsuccessfully to get my son, daughter and/or husband to go for a walk, ride bike or hike with me. Frankly, no one in this house is interested. I want to keep moving and losing, but I am beginning to feel really guilty about the time I'm spending exercising. Before I started my focus was always on my family, and my wants and needs usually took a backseat to everyone else's. Now, I take the time to exercise, blog and read. I feel healthier, but my family seems to be drifting apart. The wear and tear is showing.

Am I being selfish? They are content with trotting along the same path, and I'm straining at the bit. I want to run, swim, bike and play. Too busy with their iPads, computers, video games and tv shows I leave them behind. There's a definite disconnect, and it's time we all rewire.

Friday, July 27, 2012

A Dangerous Slide

For the past week, I've been experiencing a dangerous slide. Consistently over on caloric intake and under on exercise, miserably I forced myself to step on the scale I've been avoiding. Not suprisingly, the numbers displayed a weight gain, and I thoroughly expected it. Heck, I deserved it, and pretending ignorance won't fix the issue.

Lately, I feel hungry all the time, and my willpower must be on vacation. I've begun falling back on old habits like consuming too many empty calories, found in food with low nutritional value and high in calories. I know I should avoid it, but right now I'm perilously out of control.

While a nutritional imbalance easily explains my decreased energy level and exercise apathy, I can't explain the total brake failure. Could this be the end of the road? Am I headed over the cliff at full speed minus the skid marks? Success at total weight loss has eluded me in the past. Maybe I am destined to be a plus sized woman for the rest of my life.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Feeling the Burn

Wow! My legs are sore today. My thighs feel like they're on fire. I'm attributing it to all the yard work on Saturday and biking on Sunday. It was unbelievably disappointing to get on the scale this morning and not see the numbers budge. I'm feeling the pain without the gain! I should really rewrite that last sentence and replace gain with loss. I definitely don't want to see any gain.

My legs are dangling off a loathsome weight loss plateau. The scale refuses to give in, and it's going on a couple weeks. The number moves up slightly and then back down. I usually weigh myself twice in the morning just to make sure the first number I get is valid. Once I stepped on the scale discovering I'd lost 15 pounds overnight. Upon closer inspection I discovered an earring back on the floor under the scale. Boy, that might have been some kind of record for weight lost in a single day if true. I'd make a fortune pedaling a drop it quick diet and exercise plan. Alas, it was a false reading. I wish this plateau was just as bogus!

Frustrated and anxious to get this show on the road I've pushed myself physically over the past week. Believe me I've heard it all before "it's more about losing inches" and "muscle weighs more than fat." I'm sorry, but these simple facts don't salve the irritation especially when I still have 70 pounds to go! Googling weight plateau results in numerous articles about increasing exercise and blaming inaccuracy in food intake recordings. Now's not the time to get lazy! I get it, and I'm not. Although staying positive without the negative feedback from the scale is wearying.

Early on the instant gratification motivated me. During the first month I dropped 20 pounds, and I began working even harder. Since the initial loss it's averaged 8-10 pounds a month. My practical self knows this journey is a long haul. It's a lifestyle change not a mere diet, and once I've finally arrived at the destination the next leg begins. All the while, my foolish self hungers for more immediate results and a giant piece of chocolate cake.

Feeling the burn in my thighs today serves to remind me that I'm building muscle and improving my body composition. Feeling the burn confirms I'm giving this my all. Feeling the burn means I'm making progress even if the scale refuses to show it.